From the moment Matt returned home with Ryan from the childminder's today, I knew something wasn't right. The eyelids at "half-mast" and flushed cheeks were my first clue that a fever was imminent and subsequently my suspicions were confirmed when the thermometer read 101.7.
We dosed him with 7.5ml of Calpol and got him straight up to bed.
It's a shame (in a way) I'm working all week simply because it would be nice to give him a day off having to get up early with us.
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I'm so happy you're having a good life. I know your Mom is smiling down on you from heaven, she loved you so.
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