On Sunday Lou had a temp of 104. On Monday it was 102. On Tuesday he had no fever but was grumpy as hell. On Wednesday I worked all day and when I got home he was still grumpy as hell. I stripped him down to get him in the bath and little dude was covered front and back with a speckled red rash. Bam. Roseola. I am so confident my diagnosis is right on that I am happily paying myself the $15 co-pay that it would have cost for the pediatrician to tell us the exact same thing. Holla.