And just when I thought everything was going smoothly, Mister woke up from today’s nap with a 102 degree fever. Yikes! He’s very sweet and quiet right now. The calm before the scary storm. Wish us luck!
Update: Been battling Mister’s 104 degree fevers for 28 hours now…doing the alternating Tylenol and Motrin trick to keep him around 102…He’s actually doing really well. You’d never know he’s running so hot. As long as he keeps drinking we’ll be okay. Dr. thinks it’s Roseola since ears/throat/lungs/nose are all clear. Just have to wait for the telltale rash in three or four days to be sure. Just adds to the excitement. Wait…is my throat feeling a little sore, or is it my imagination? *ahhehehem*
A Half Hour a Day 
Aww, poor baby!! Keeping my fingers crossed that it’s just a 24 hour bug and he’s much better tomorrow.
These things always seem to happen at the worst times. Sara is sick, too – AGAIN!
OMG…WOOP WOOP…Man battle stations! I repeat, man battle stations.
Good luck…maybe it is a 24 hour kind of thing.
Rosie-ola…I take offense!
LOL!
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