On the way home he was still talking to me, though, telling me stories about a collision between him and Owen that hurt his knee and how he and Owen both bumped their heads. He asked if we were going to the office and I told him no, Mommy was done working for the day. He said No, MY office. So I asked him if he had a business and he said "yesss." (He always accentuates the "s" in yes). I asked him what kind of business and he said "Christmas." I said, "oh, a Christmas business?" He said "yesss." I asked what kind of work he did at the business and he said "open presents." I was trying so hard not to laugh and probably not succeeding. The primary lesson learned from this story: (1) this kid LOOOVES himself some Christmas. Too bad he's got another year before it comes again.
To finish the sickness story, Jayden proceeded to get worse with the chills, a fever and shivers all over during dinner. I couldn't put him down without him throwing a fit. I fed him a pint of applesauce and then we drugged him up (really just gave him children's ibuprofen/fever reducer) and put him to bed. He was asleep by 6:45ish. He slept a solid 12 hours, until 6:40 or so this morning. And when he woke up he was giggling, smiling and all kinds of happy again. And no fever! So apparently he had a six hour fever that just needed sleep to cure it. He was fine all day today and tonight. We're all knocking on wood that he stays well this weekend.
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