On Wednesday night/Thursday morning Tay woke with a high fever. He was miserable the rest of the day, but refused to take any medicine. We tried the liquid Motrin a couple of times, but he just spit it right back up at us. I tried crushing a Motrin a putting it in some chocolate pudding, but after one bite he figured out what Mommy was up to. I tried sneaking it in his drink with just as much success. Daddy stopped and picked up some Tylenol fast dissolves, but that went over like a lead balloon. He didn't want to eat and didn't drink much. Aside from being a stinker about taking his medicine, he is such a sweet little baby and it broke our hearts that he wasn't feeling well. Thursday night, Brooks started feeling sick too, so the boys ended up sleeping together and I crashed out on Tay's bunk bed. It was the best night of sleep I can remember in a long time! I slept solidly until 5 am when Tay came to get me and started throwing up. Brooks had a meeting at work, but planned on coming home early to share the joy of cleaning up throw up with me. But, it seems after Tay got the yuckies out of him, he was all better! A little while later he went to the fridge and started asking for cookies and cheerios, then mac n cheese. So after a breakfast of mac n cheese and lots of water, he was back to his old self.
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Reminds me of when you were a little spud and would always spit back your medicine at me. There was a bit of a vomit problem too, but we won't talk about that now.
Mama
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