I can’t show you a picture, or I’ll get arrested. So you’ll have to take my word for it that Sophie is currently stark naked, dancing to Paul Williams’ rendition of Rainbow Connection, which he is performing on Yo Gabba Gabba. (I couldn’t find the performance during a quick Google search, but I prefer this one anyhow.)

I guess this answers my question about whether or not Sophie is really sick. Her temperature was 99 during two trips to the school nurse yesterday; that’s not enough to get you sent home, even in the age of the Swine Flu.

She did pass out long before dark last night, and this morning she felt a little warm. Our crappy Walgreens thermometer registered 94.5 (maybe her tiny ear openings? I can never get an accurate temp) so I took my own, which was an alarming 100.1, even though I feel fine. I took some Tylenol and we both took the morning off.

I think a little Yo Gabba Gabba (and for Sophie, a disgusting-sounding peanut butter/jelly/butter sandwich) was just what the doctor ordered. Boy, poor Paul Williams is looking old. I think he needs a morning off, too.