David has been very sick.
Since the boys share a small room together, during this bout of illness we moved Jonathan to the basement. This was to accomplish a number of goals:
1. That David would not be woken up in the morning when Jon gets up to go to school.
2. That Jon would not be kept awake all night while David coughs.
3. That Jon would be removed from exposure to David's germs, as much as possible.
We pulled out the futon for Jon, so he gets to sleep on a queen sized surface. It is dark and quiet in the basement, and it is near the laundry room, and since Jon rarely takes his clean clothes upstairs to his dresser, it is working out quite niftily.
I have been undergoing a medical procedure for the past two days, or I would have tidied this up before taking a picture. But hey, there's nothing like realism.
Please notice the blue string that is coiled on top of the dirty orange tee-shirt that is slung on the floor at the foot of the futon. If you can't see it, click on the picture to enlarge for a better view.
Now, we have already established that Jonathan has a bent for, shall we say inventing things.
That string by the futon is connected to this:
There are actually two ends, one he can pull from his bed to turn the lights on, and one he can pull to turn them off.
As you can see, he is making himself quite at home.