Sick kid

The pitter patter of little feet, ahhh... (sigh). Not the description you'd use for my beautiful, loud, adventurous 20 month old little girl Abigail. I picked her up from daycare today and they told me she was showing signs of feeling sick and that she had a temp of 99.2. SO, I got her home, her temp was NOT 99.2, it was 102.7. HELLO! She was delirious while I gave her medicine and rocked her back and forth in the rocking chair by the window... then out of nowhere, this rialed up, feisty little girl is climbing me, playing with stickers, chasing the dog, etc. Ultimately, I think it's a simple matter of the fact that her eye teeth are cutting and she's highly affected. Bless her... she's now sleeping in my bed and soon I'll have to move her to her own. Oh the joys of motherhood.