Fever...

Well, at least we made it all the way to 8 1/2 months! Johnny isn't feeling well at all today. He is down for a nap again, and I wish I could just kiss him and make it all better. The poor little guy is teething and has a temp of 99.8 degrees. It's just a low-grade fever but still isn't fun. There has been a lot of cuddling going on, and for that I am glad, but I wish it wasn't a result of being sick. My typically rambunctious crazy boy is depressingly docile. I guess I'm lucky he isn't extremely fussy instead, but it is just weird seeing him without all of the smiles and bouncing about.