Kevin is not only still sleeping (a magnificent feat given that earlier sunrises have had him up before 6am for the past few weeks) but he's sleeping IN HIS OWN BED. He has been there all night.
Let's have a party! I sense Slurpees, pizza, mango and watermelon in the works for dinner tonight!
Since I got up, I've been in his room 8 times checking to see that he's still breathing. At one point he must've been having a dream because his arm twitched and I was afraid he was having a seizure so I stayed in there for an extra couple of minutes to make sure he was ok.
I know, but to spend the night in his room there must be something drastically wrong!