Damn, my boy is ill, I think it's about the wrong juice he had today.
Now I'm upset because I don't know where they keep a thermometer or if they have one at all.
He is HOT HOT HOT poor little dude.
I'm sitting up all night with him and his sister is being really helpful.
Olive called, she is on her way here with a thermometer, what a gal.
Things can be tough sometimes round here, they are still short $35000 to buy the house.
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