My poor Henry! The fever started yesterday. 102.5 under arm but he's handling it like a champ, eating his weight in graham crackers and toddling around naked. Lucky for us it's a three day weekend and also supposed to be in the 70s all week.
One thing I've learned since becoming a mom is that none of your plans are ever set in stone. Go ahead and plan a trip downtown and a BBQ dinner but just a half hour's time could find you curled up on the bed with Fresh Market take out and some YouTubed Gabba Gabba. And you know what? That's pretty okay too.