After the Hawks lost, Frederick put on his Wildcat purple, but he wasn't able to stay awake for the game. Sleeping has been a challenge lately, with his cough. But when he's ready to sleep, the boy is ready to sleep. After dinner I sat down on the floor and let Frederick nurse a bit. When he was done he crawled over to Clara's beanbag and put his head down. Then he groggily got back up and crawled over to Pete on the other beanbag, put his head down again and promptly fell asleep. He stayed that way until Pete got up, and then he sort of sank down to the ground. Finally we picked him up and carried him to his bed. I'm sure his diaper is wet, but we're not going to mess with him at this point.
