When Conall got home from school today he had 102 degree fever. He keeps saying things like "I want to punch the fever out," "I want to break the fever down," "I want to give it back to her (Caitlin) so I don't have it anymore," and "I want to give my fever way."
Boy, I wish it were that simple. I guess we're in for a couple of days of grouchiness (ahem, he**). He is such a bear.
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Dang it! I thought maybe it might bypass him!
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