Weren't we just sick?
I woke up feeling less than lovely...but I think it's just a bit of a cold. Some oj, green blanket, and help from my husband with the Phoebs has made for a day that has worked out just fine. There was even a great deal of fun involved with today; we dined at Chik-fil-A for lunch (a treat), and Phoebe helped Daddy in the yard by literally running through the sprinkler while fully clothed.
But it was after the sprinkler adventure that we realized Phoebe was a little warmer than she should be.
I've been dosing her with Tylenol and Hyland's all day, since she is working on her second molar of the month. But the Tylenol must have worn off and it was that time of night when fevers make their appearances... and sure enough, her temp was over the legal limit. She quickly went from delighted, sprinkler-running-through baby to pitiful, "hold-me-Daddy-and-give-me-Lamby" baby.
Do pray that our little one can, in spite of all the yuck, get some sleep tonight and is healed in the morning! Michael will still be teaching our Sunday School class, and I'm pretty run down as it is... I think we all could use a good night's rest!
(Scroll down for pictures of a happy baby; I posted beach pictures earlier today!)