My little ball of fun woke up today hot as a baked potato, and more cranky than I’ve ever seen him.
My poor little guy had a fever of 101.5 degrees, so I gave him some Tylenol. A good thing about the tylenol is that he really enjoys the grape taste! For the next 2 hours or so after he ate, he just cried and cried, I even had to call in Dad for reinforcements. A couple of Tylenol doses later he was back down to 99.4, a much happier! He finally smiled at me, I thought he was mad at me for making him go through all that pain. He even started to giggle and laugh, so all in all, not too bad.
I did spoil him today like nobody’s business, letting him sleep on me, holding him as he cried, singing “The Itsy Bitsy Spider” like 10 times. I love my little man :).
