Fingers Crossed

The antibiotics seem to be working. Donny's neck appears to be a bit smaller this morning. He definitely feels good. I woke up at 6:15 when I heard what I thought was Abigail in the monitor. When I went to investigate, I found Donny playing in the living room. I asked him how long he had been up and he replied, "Since I'm three, I've been up since three." I said, "Please tell me Mr. Sunshine was awake when you got out of bed." Donny said, "Of course he was mama. If it was dark I'd have to go back to sleep, silly goose."