It's That Time of Year

We woke up to this


And went to bed with this


In between. . .

103.9 fever
vomiting
Savannah stepping out of the room to pray for Adeline's speedy recovery(such a sweetie)
writhing in pain
Heart rate of 190
Sats 90

So. . . I am gearing up for a tough week ahead. Adeline and Savannah are my fever queens. I am sure Savannah will catch this and run with it up to 105. Let's just hope it doesn't happen on her birthday like last year (9/28).

Luckily, Adeline was able to keep down the Tylenol which allowed her to take a few walks around the cul-de-sac in the stroller. Every time we stopped, she said, "Go!" It was better than watching her tug at her cannula and say and sign, "All done" over and over again.

Here is hoping for better tomorrow. Maybe Savannah's prayers will be answered. She is sitting at the island making get well decorations for Adeline's room.

This one is a picture of God and Adeline. God is giving Adeline love (the heart) and an Easter Egg. I love the ponytail in Adeline's hair. Savannah is such a sweet little artist.