This morning Chris had a stomach ache that wouldn't go away, so he skipped breakfast. I brought only a glass of milk back to him. He did get up and dressed, but still didn't feel very well. I made up the bed, but left off the lace spread, in case he wanted to go back to bed. He didn't., but he did have a little cereal with the milk. Later Harry from across the hall came over to see him and stayed a little while. After he left, Chris moved his clothes to the other closet by the computers, instead of behind the door, and he stored the things in that one behind the door. I didn't go to lunch had a piece of pizza Karen gave us and one of the stewed pears. We talked to Kaye, and she found the people who were to file the papers to buy the lot they wanted in Richland hadn't done so; there's a chance now that she won't get the lot. That's too bad, because she and the builder had planned the house to fit that lot. This afternoon we watched an old movie of "Close Encounters of the Third Kind." The sound track wasn't good, otherwise it was OK. Chris had soup and prune juice for dinner, and so far no problem.