My poor grilly! Jaycee had a fever last night. She wouldn't even touch her dinner. I couldn't find the thermometer anywhere but she was burning up! I gave her Motrin, a bath, then put her to bed. Her fever must have broke over night as she woke up with tight ringlet curls that stuck up into the air and came to a point, just like Michael and Darren when they have tossed and turned. So far this morning, she seemed much better.
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