real life.

real life.

Our boy who rarely gets sick.

He’s been battling a fever for a couple of days that always seem to strike hardest in the wee hours of the morning. He had those weird “fever dreams” early this morning that never make any sense, and here he still sleeps into the afternoon.

I keep touching him lightly to see it’s come back. He just sighs in his sleep.

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