Still crappy today - temperature's still up, not moving very quickly at all and not feeling like eating at all! Fortunately, my wife feels much better than I do and is able to resume normal playing with The Boy. That makes me happy, as I hate feeling absolutely useless. I'm still not up to heading to school, and I'm not sure about Dapper Dans tonight. We'll see. I still don't feel like moving or eating. Yuck.
The Boy is very, very cute, though. Over the last couple of days, we've lowered his high chair so he can use the kitchen table as a "tray" instead of the high chair tray. He seems excited about that, as he's now able to eat like a Big Man instead of a little baby. We'll see how long it lasts - it might last forever, it might just go until he decides to start throwing food around again.
The Wife is hoping that this awful stomach thing is something that we picked up from The Boy and not the other way around. I second that. This affected me terribly, and I'd hate to see him knocked on his keester like I've been.