Cameron has a fever. And that's it. No lethargy. No loss of appetite (except for a couple hours this morning; I gave him Tylenol and within half an hour he was back to devouring everything in sight). The only reason I knew he was feverish was that his skin was hot to the touch.

102.9 (rectally) after naptime today. Yikes! I went and got the other thermometer just to make sure there was no mistake. That one said 102.7; but then again, he'd spent the intervening few minutes naked and had probably cooled off a bit.

Anyhow, after that I went for the Tylenol and a wet rag, and he tore into the living room doing his Mexican hat dance and grinning from ear to ear. WTF?

I hope he continues to feel fine -- and that he's not contagious. We're driving to the Bay Area tomorrow. It would suck to come down with something just as we're leaving for Austin.