So, I had his follow up a the dr today, but I left him at home so I could get through my huge list of questions.  I literally raced home – to find him still sleeping at 12:15pm!!!!!!!!!!!  Shoot.  School starts at 12:35.  So, I literally stripped him down, dressed him, gave him some juice for the car and brought him to school.  (The whole time it’s in the back of my head that he’s going to have a horrendous day – and what did I do to his poor teachers?  Talk about mommy guilt.)  Anyway, he had a great day.  Ran down the hallway and jumped into my arms when I picked him up.  Who knew?