Poor Jack had a really rough night last night. Those shots he got yesterday left him crying and squirming off and on and I know he has to be worn out this morning. Sam has been worried about Jack and wanted to check his temperature so I handed him the thermometer and he went to town. He swiped it across Jack's head and exclaimed, "Baby Jack, your fever is 22!!!" We got a much needed laugh after a very long night. :)
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