First off, let me say that officially, Charming isn't malnourished. Oh, no, he had a virus in his brain. (applause)
Because that sounds, oh, so much better...
He is, however, getting better and mommy isn't spending her time freaking out.
But anyway, last night he came clunking into our room saying (sniffle, sniffle, snort) "Mommy?" And I, being unselfish and giving (ha!) pulled him into my bed hoping that he'd snuggle in and go back to sleep (which he did).
I woke this morning hanging off my side of the bed, sat up and looked to Hubs who was hanging off HIS side of the bed, and there was Charming, completely sprawled out perpendicular between the two of us.