Tending Mizz

No wit today. Mizz has strep and is pretty darn miserable. He is getting round the clock motrin and antibiotics. The poor guy is running a high fever consistently and is doing a lot of whimpering. Many wise people have reassured me that the fever is his body's way of doing its work, but it is still upsetting to witness, especially with my evil tendency to "what if...". The good news is that his daddy is home taking care of him. If anyone is going to get Mizz to crack a smile, it will be Dada.