Poor little pnut. Thursday he woke up with a 102°F fever. I felt so bad for him, he was completely miserable. It even hurt for me to snuggle up with him. Pnut hardly ever gets sick and when he does, boy does he milk it good…ha ha. He spent the majority of the time in mommy’s bed with elmo on repeat. That is what he wanted to watch and since he felt so bad I didn’t feel like arguing with him. I know that when I am sick all I want to do is sit in bed and watch my favorite shows and that is exactly what he did. He wouldn’t eat and barely would drink. I gave him a soothing bath and plenty of tylenol. By the next day the fever broke, thanfully. We were really worried about our little man.