Poor guy

I got home from work last night and found Liam balled up on the couch staring off into space (watching AFV with his Daddy). He wasn't well. I scooped him up to hold him and noticed he was burning up. We got some medicine down him and then I just held him for awhile. He fell asleep in my arms. That hasn't happened since he was a baby! I had Ian take a photo of our poor worn out little boy.


So sad when your baby is sick. After a few more snuggles I put him into bed shortly before 7pm. He woke again at 3am and was burning up even more. We got some cold water down him and more medicine. I was putting a cold washcloth on his head and neck as he lay in his bed looking so sweet and worn out. We had a little talk about how there are little soldiers in his body fighting off the sickness and that is why he was so hot. He really liked that explanation. He is seeming more like himself this morning.