We thought Andrew was just being cuddly which doesn't happen very much anymore unless he is not feeling good, hurt or falls asleep in your arms. We should have known he wasn't just being cuddly for no reason...he was sick. He threw up and had a fever of 101 but daddy adjusted him and immediately his fever broke. We are so lucky to have a Chiropractor for a dad. He was back to his active self by bed time. I was glad he wasn't throwing up, but I really missed the cuddling that accompanyed him being sick.
Saturday, May 5, 2007
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