So, last night around 1:30 AM I was in the middle of a pretty intense spy dream when my night took a turn for the worse. Hutch decided to get up and go potty, except he mistaked me for the toilet!!! That's right, the kid peed on me!! He got up walked right to the foot of the bed where my feet were hanging out of blankets and let er' rip!!!! You can just imagine my suprise!! After changing the bedding, cleaning my feet, and getting him cleaned up we realized the poor thing had a 102 fever - he was delirious and had no recollection of this in the morning, I tell ya' I remembered!!