Yes, I think he really is as sick as he looks. The Motrin will hold him together for a little while but not really very long. We had brief glimpses of drug induced happiness, but most of the time we soldiered on. Levi woke about 4 times last night mostly from fever and coughing. Consequently he slept late. Swimming was on the agenda but he slept through any chance of that. While the Motrin is holding his fever down, he plays, albeit quieter than normally.
I had to go grocery shopping or really we weren't going to eat this week. I felt bad but frankly he was either going to be in this position on the couch, or in this position in the cart. I snuggled him up and just went and did it. I had him in a sweater and with mine around him, and he was still cold. Sweet thing is now in bed with a hot water bottle, an electric throw and his robe on. I am going to die of heat exhaustion in there but maybe he will be warm enough.
Tomorrow we have about a million boys between the ages of 4 and 6 coming over, so I hope he is a bit better. Ty and Steffi are coming over and I am looking after them, in return for her looking after Levi last week. Luke and Nate are coming over to play in the morning. Then there are two boys coming over. They are 5 year old twins, grandsons of a friend of Jo's. OK, not a million, seven, but I think it will feel like a million, especially if Levi is still a bit sick.
I am going to snuggle into bed beside the hot little mancub
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