Harrison just got up from his nap (a 4-hour one at that) and said “I sick”. I thought, you don’t know what sick is. Apparently he does. He is running a fever of 100. Just what I needed. Poor guy. His face is flush and SO hot and his feet are little icicles. I hate to have so many depressing posts. I’m just tired and still having contractions. Anyway, that’s us today.
Goodness me March 10, 2008