Right now I am sitting in my freezing house that is all of 64 degrees, holding a little heating pad to my chest. That would be all well and good if my heating pad wasn't my little guy. He is on Day 4 of a fever... I've been looking for a runny nose, and ear infection, strep throat, a blaring infection of some sort... something that would be causing a fever in the hopes that this isn't part of his fever cycles. He hasn't had a fever since his surgery in November, so I assumed the surgery had worked and knocked him out of his cycles. Maybe not.
So here we sit together, him burning up while watching his letters movie, and me freezing while putting off writing a talk for sacrament this Sunday, and we are daydreaming about being at a place like this...
Yeah, life could get a little better in a place like this! This is a fever-free and talk-writing-free zone.
Yeah, life could get a little better in a place like this! This is a fever-free and talk-writing-free zone.
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Oh, I'm so sorry he has a fever again! Maybe he's teething? Poor little fella... Give him a hug and kiss for me, okay?
Hugs and kisses from Aunt A and Uncle P too! Bless his sweet little heart - get some rest too, mama! <3
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