At 2:00 Saturday morning we were greeted by a sad little one with a fever of 102 degrees. Medicine was taken and Daddy proceeded to sleep in awkward positions on the Lay-Z-Boy with Marie. Fortunately we have our own doctor here who can look in ears and throats, listen to lungs, and reassure the nervous mom.
Saturday was full of drinking Gatorade, trying to bribe so Marie would take her meds, watching movies and cartoons over and over again, taking and retaking temps, and lying on the couch with a sick one...not how we anticipated on spending our Saturday.
Luckily, Marie finally took a good dose of meds at 7:00 p.m. and was eating mac 'n cheese and singing songs by 7:45...amazing what 1 tsp. of grape flavored meds can do!
Daddy was happy Marie was feeling well enough to watch the Huskers play.
We've heard of an armchair quarterback, but here is our laundry basket quarterback. 
Daddy was happy Marie was feeling well enough to watch the Huskers play.
We've heard of an armchair quarterback, but here is our laundry basket quarterback. 
Thankfully she is back to her old self again and ready for another busy week.
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