Tonight, Riley wasn't feeling good...running a little fever...so Jen gave him some medicine before he went to bed. Next thing we know, here he comes down the steps in his t-shirt and underwear. I'm sitting in the recliner in the living room, and I asking what he is doing. He responds, "I'm tired." So, I figure that he is just going to get him a drink of water or something. He proceeds to get in the cabinets and takes out a sharpie marker, a BBQ brush, a tervis straw, and spoon. Then he writes our last name on the BBQ brush with the marker. Then he just goes back to bed. Needless to say, I have requested a dose of whatever Jen gave him that night!
