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Not too much, as it turns out. Henry tossed and turned all night Friday, getting approximately three hours of sleep. He had a little fever on Saturday morning and said his ear hurt. We put him down for a nap at 11AM, he slept hard for five hours, and when he woke up, he told his Grammy his ear had cleared. On Sunday he was fever free and aside from looking tired seemed on the mend so we headed to the red line for a quick train ride before his nap. On the way back, he wanted to get off, told us his ear hurt again, and that he wanted to go back to Grammy's house. Dave and I decided to take him to the emergency room at Mount Auburn Hospital where he had the most amazing experience with medical professionals he's ever had. He hates having his temperature taken, but the nurses and doctor had such great bedside manners that he was perfectly happy to let them do whatever they wanted. He was such a trooper. It turned out he had an ear infection and that his eardrum had burst, which would explain why he woke up on Saturday saying his ear had cleared. Now he's on amoxycillin, or "pink juice", three times a day. We went in to his pediatrician this morning for a followup. His great experience at Mount Auburn really gave him confidence to keep his chin up for this appointment. He fussed initially at the prospect of going to the Dr.'s, and, in fact, requested a trip back to the "new doctor's office" we visited on Sunday. Once we got in the examination room though he let the nurse take his temperature and even stood on the scales all by himself. Then, as if things couldn't go any better, our pediatrician's office went and hired an amazing new doctor whom Henry liked very much. Dave and I walked out of there on cloud nine. I think Henry did too.

To make a long story longer, Monday was the only day we really went out and did anything. We went to Shelburne Farm in Stow to go apple picking because what else does a person do when they're in the big city other than drive out to the country? Henry loved pulling apples off of the trees, but not as much as he loved the sugar-crusted cider donuts we bought and consumed while we were there.

To make lemonade of the whole situation, the fever and burst eardrum forced us to lay low all weekend which means we actually got some much needed r and r. Now we're home, maxin' and relaxin' and enjoying, as Henry says, the trees with all the colors.