J woke up Saturday morning with a high fever (probably from licking the pretend corn at the museum on Thursday) and it was just SOOO pitiful! S gets sick pretty frequently, but I can probably count on one hand how many times J has been sick in his lifetime. And you know your kids are miserable when they just lay there with that blank glassy stare. With a fever, it's hard for anyone to find a comfy spot, but when J climbed up on the ottoman he seemed to finally be content. These times remind me how thankful I am that our healthy days outweigh the sick days!
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Poor thing...although he looks like me on my well days!!
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