Momma Bear Has Settled

We ended up giving Shea a Fever-All suppository last night because he was running a fever.  Within an hour, he was asking for water and then he said he wanted to eat.  He ate  4 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in a row (crusts excluded, of course).  I know, I completely went against the philosophy I was raised with of only giving a sick child saltine crackers after they’ve been sick.  But, he was so miserable and I just figured if he was asking for it, I’d give it.  He held it down fine, and within minutes, was entertaining us by acting out how men catch crocodiles with ropes.  I’m still convinced the Zyrtec had something to do with all of this.  Jared and I both agree that we’ve never seen him as miserable as he was yesterday.  I’m just so thankful that he is over it.  Thanks to those of you who were praying!