poor kid...

It was still dark this morning as his cries echoed down the hallway to our bedroom. It wasn't his normal cry, but one that says something’s amiss. I opened my still tired eyes, leapt out of bed and quickly came to his aid. He was lying on his front side with his arms tucked under his chest. His body was shaking almost uncontrollably as I reached out and touched him. His forehead was scorching hot. I carefully picked him up and brought him to our bed. Shortly after fever-reducing medicine was administered, he cuddled up close to his Mommy and drifted off to sleep .

Z-Dub is sick today and will not be out to play.