My poor little Nathan boy woke around 1 a.m. Sabbath morning with a high temperature. All day Sabbath he fought that temp. and all Saturday night as well. Terribly high fever. It finally broke early Sunday morning. He's still not too happy or up to par, but at least the fever is gone. Poor little soul.
It's amazing how quickly sickness can jump a hold of a person! Friday afternoon, his face full of joy he ran towards his daddy when he saw the truck pulling in to the driveway-he loves his daddy!and by the next morning, his face was full of misery. What a sad little face!! I felt so badly for him.