So, the thing that took the fight out was apparently a double ear infection and pneumonia. Man. He's a stoic little guy. I never would have guessed. But I feel terrible, so we all spent the day in pajamas, putting mohawks on all available members of the family, and allowing our holier than thou No TV In Our Home rule to be broken EXTENSIVELY. And also I spent time being a White House chef making any food His Royal Illness might deign to whiff, as he had apparently lost 3 pounds (down from 26 to 23) since we were last at the ped's. Rice pudding, cheesy bread, banana pancakes, peanut butter cookies...he'll gamely fling the food around his high chair before whining the saddest little "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup" ever. Betty and Claire Helen are eating well, at least.