Friday night Carter was a little snuffy, Saturday he woke up with a fever and had the full blown flu. When he woke up from his nap today his medicine had worn off so he was super hot, I took his temp and he was at 105.5, yikes. But after some ibuprofin and some ice packs his temp came back down, and he even carved a pumpkin! So Chris (who by the way, as I sit here typing this is complaining of being hot and is sneezing) will be staying home with him tomorrow. And all I can do now is pray that the Airborne I have been drinking will protect me.