We went back to sleep and then an hour later he was slapping my face with one of his small pillows. "up, mama! up!" he says as he points towards the living room.
In the living room we both sat on the couch and nag-dede. We both fell asleep and when I looked at the clock it was already 6:30am and I couldn't believe how drenched Warrior 4's hair was from sweating his fever out. Walked back in the room and slept some more.
Praying for a better Warrior 4 tomorrow.
