Fever

My poor little one has fever. He woke up this morning with 102 degree fever. :-( Poor thing. He's been cutting his fourth molar this week along with having a runny nose and slight cough. I was planning on going grocery shopping this morning, but those plans changed, so Evan had to come home for lunch and bring us some milk and Pedialyte. Yum!
He's been pretty good this morning. His mommy didn't move much from the rocking chair, and he just went back and forth from the floor to my lap. I think he wanted to play but after getting down and playing for a minute would decide that Mommy's lap was a much better place to be. ha I don't know how many books I've read this morning! At least he likes books.
I really should be doing something productive, but grocery shopping was supposed to be my big accomplishment for the day (that and cooking the chicken for soup and broth). Ah well.