Oh no...

Oh yes. Today, John Dickson would not eat breakfast. He ate a few (closely supervised) mandarin oranges for lunch and fed his sandwich to Bear. He would not eat goldfish or Ritz crackers. For dinner, one bite of breakfast casserole and one bite of applesauce. Unfortunately, this could only mean one thing...

Little man is sick.

Temperature 101.8.
Cuddle-ometer 9