Sick Kids and Bubble Blowing

C-man woke up at 5 a.m. needing to watch Cars. So I got up, turned it on, and went back to bed. Well, not being with Mommy wasn't good, so he crawled back in bed with me. He slept, sweating like a waterfall, until almost 11 a.m. Thankfully, the fever broke. And he's ornery, ordering us around, which means he's totally on the upswing. So far, we've washed the cars, gone to Menards, and blew some bubbles. I'd like to point out the new shoes. The last pair he had we convinced him were "Bob" shoes so he would wear them. Well, he barfed on them Friday, so I made the executive decision to pitch them. So now he has "Lightning" shoes.