Thomas and I are awake. It's not even the middle of the night yet. I've had less than two hours of sleep. Thomas has had a bit more, but not much. He often wakes up several times during the night, and for a variety of reasons. Hunger is a common one lately. He's unable to eat very much in one sitting, you see, so then he wakes up at all hours with hunger pangs and needs someone to come downstairs with him so he can eat. As I write this, he is munching on dry Cheerios and drinking milk.

Thomas is doing reasonably well otherwise, though. Getting him to take pills without throwing them up is a challenge, however. We have to mix them with Nerds candy in order for him to even attempt taking them. Whatever works.

Oh, the Cheerios are finished and he wants to go back to bed. Good night, folks.

Allan.