Shaun, Annie, and I spent the last three weeks kicking colds; all the while Alex stayed his energeic healthy self. Well, I guess we save the worst for last... he picked up the flu from somewhere. And in the last day I have become very very thankful for children's Advil. Alex is not himself when his temperature gets up to 103 F. I don't need a thermometer to tell when his fever goes down after medicine. He goes from glassy eyed grumpy Alex back to my little boy. Poor kid. He's already smart enough to milk it for all it's worth and, of course, I'll do anything for him.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Poor Alex
Shaun, Annie, and I spent the last three weeks kicking colds; all the while Alex stayed his energeic healthy self. Well, I guess we save the worst for last... he picked up the flu from somewhere. And in the last day I have become very very thankful for children's Advil. Alex is not himself when his temperature gets up to 103 F. I don't need a thermometer to tell when his fever goes down after medicine. He goes from glassy eyed grumpy Alex back to my little boy. Poor kid. He's already smart enough to milk it for all it's worth and, of course, I'll do anything for him.
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He looks miserable...hope everyone is feeling better soon! Quickly!
Ooh, that's no fun. But medicine is great! Hope Alex feels better soon!
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