These are the scenes of the last 24 hours. Hence my lack of a real post. But! Rowan woke up and her fever was gone, and she was asking for breakfast! And although Fletcher was still warm when he got up, he just came into the kitchen asking for "a cheese sangwich, apples, cucumbers, and carrots, please." We're taking a bit slower than that on the food front, but I took it as a good sign.
We're on the mend after a day of sparkling water and juice, watching Shaun the Sheep on the ipad in mama and papa's bed, and lot of naps and snuggles. Do you have sick-time rituals in your home?