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Oliver is a bit under the weather with a very stuffy nose and slight fever (which developed later in the day). He insists "I am feeling well!" quite authoritatively one minute, then says, "I am not feeling well" with just as much conviction the next. And in between he's asking for a "nosewipe" every 2.6 seconds. We really need to buy stock in Kleenex.

He was up a few times in the night too, mostly due to the congestion, though he trotted out the standard "bad dream about baseball" a few times too. I keep telling him there are no bad dreams in baseball (except maybe Manny as a Yankee).

We are scheduled to bring snack to his school tomorrow. The handbook does not seem to cover what to do if one's kid is sick on their snack day.