He proved me wrong. After suspecting he'd have a seizure this morning and the morning before, the kid is all right. He's snotty nosed, but other than that he's as good as we could expect. And daddy's finally home from a week in Verona, Italy overseeing the printing of his forthcoming book, Take Me To The River. We're getting a good soaking rain, the first in what feels like months. So all is well, at least for now, in this neck of the woods.