The crud finally hit our home this winter. Unfortunately, it seems to have hit our youngest, Baylor, the hardest. As any parent can attest, it is no fun to see your child sick … and even scarier when it spirals out of control quickly. The other night we heard little footsteps coming down the hallway (proceeded by some grumbling and whining). Baylor stumbled into our room (we had just turned out our lights) and crawled into bed. While she seemed a little out of sorts and uncomfortable, she was nice and cool. About an hour later (still awake) not so much. And TWO hours later our sweet little girl felt like she was on fire. The nearest we could tell at that point (thermometers and two-year-olds don’t get along together well) she had a temperature of over 104. In only two hours. Out came the Motrin and a warm bath (at about 4 a.m.). She cooled right down and fell asleep. The next morning she was still sleeping hard, so I decided to take advantage of her stillness and snap a few pics (because she is almost never still).
And the best news is she’s on the mend.
Have a wonderful day!
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