We've had a lot of this recently. Our normal TV policy (avoidance) was overruled in favor of sickie benefits. Thomas the Train and Bob the Builder and countless National Geographic wild animal movies helped poor O pass the 'flu-filled hours. Today, a light at the end of the tunnel! A smile, a laugh, a bath, a waddle from the cozy nook in the couch, and even a call for... cake? Well, I caved. If the first word uttered in 3 quiet, still days was "cake" then my boy shall have it. Thank you, Gophers. In spades.