Not feeling so hot

Jeremiah has not been feeling so hot the past couple of days. He stayed home from daycare today with a 102 fever that's gone up and down with Motrin doses all day. Hopefully he can get some rest tonight and start to feel better. The fever is accompanied by a lovely cough and runny nose. Just a couple weeks ago I was noting how lucky we had been regarding his health this winter. Shame on me for saying anything.

It's been a while since we've updated you on his antics so here are a few highlights.

- Jeremiah went to the theater for the first time on Friday. The sitter took him and the other kids (the older ones had been out of school and stuck inside for too many days in a row!) She reports that he sat pretty well but will need to work on not talking in the movie.

- Since Christmas he has been asking to see Owen St. P so we had Owen and his parents over on Saturday night for pizza. Jeremiah so badly wanted Owen to play with him, even offering him toys, but Owen isn't quite ready to play with Jeremiah's toys. They did read a book together though.

- We've also had a few teary-eyed incidents of asking for Grandma and Grandpa (both sets). We're trying to explain that they live far away and we can't see them in an instant. However, we have called a few times. We're really having to explain that Aunt Carrie lives VERY far away. He asked for her once last week too and he doesn't it in such a pitiful voice that you can't help but be sympathetic.

- He continues to love to help in the kitchen. He likes to mix things, wash dishes, unload the dishwasher and put things in and take things out of the refrigerator. (Thank goodness he can't open the door himself yet!)

- We did get out over the weekend to enjoy a little fun in the snow. Our flat yard doesn't leave many options for sledding, but he was partially more interested in throwing the snow anyways. We pulled him in the sled and then sent him moving across the yard, which was sufficient for him.

- Finally, we've decided it may be time to be careful what we tell him. Last week he very succinctly informed Shelly that Daddy was going to the doctor, Mommy was at work and Mommy and Daddy are talking. (I'm glad he didn't tell her anything else...yikes!) The comical moment came on Sunday when he was conducting on of his marathon "What are you doing?" question session, in which he asks about 20 times in a 30 minute trip what we are doing. I responded that Daddy and I were talking and he chimed in "about something." Hmmm....perhaps he's hear that one out of my mouth before.