Today was rough. Ian woke up screaming at 6am. Motrin and lots of cuddles got him to barely go back to sleep, though it was a fitful sleep. He did great at school all day, so they tell us. But as soon as we picked him up and tried to eat out for dinner, he was not hungry and not interested in sitting still.

We couldn't even get him to go to sleep easily. He's still lying in the bed whimpering and tossing around. We don't know why he doesn't feel good but it's pretty obvious he's not up to par.

So we're all going to bed and we'll hope for something better tomorrow.