I picked him up from day-camp early on Friday because he wasn’t feeling well.
He buckled in and looked up and asked me to please take him to the doctor.
I called on the way and we went straight to the pediatrician’s office.
Not much happened.
He had a fever of 102.
We were told he probably just had a stomach bug and to be prepared.
So, we got through the weekend.
Not feeling well and fighting off a fever. By Monday, it was still going strong, but he was fighting.
Here we are trying to enjoy a pool day. He’s laying in my arms.
How do we feel better?
We make matching silly faces and sick faces.
When you’re happy.
I’m happy.
When you’re sad.
I’m sad.
When you feel sick.
I worry until I’m sick too.
When you’re unsettled.
I am unsettled.
You are my little dream.
My love bug.
My silly boy.
I love you so and hope you feel better soon.
Until then, I will hold you until you smile!
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| El Momma and Leebug |
