Anxious

Poor Conner was so anxious last night that he woke up at 1am, walked into our room, and asked me to check him for a fever.  Apparently he overheard Keir & I discussing the fact that if he came down with whatever Allie had, his surgery would have to be postponed.  He did not have a fever.  He was fine - except that he was SO INCREDIBLY anxious that he could not fall back asleep, and I ended up sitting on the couch watching cartoons with him until 4am. I went to lay in bed thinking he was dozing off, but when I came back at 5:30am, he was still laying there wide awake.  Poor kid!