Fever

Thank God I live in modern times when I have the option of an aural thermometer. My squirmy 2-year-old doesn't know any other way to take a temperature, and we like it that way.

Keira and Kaley have both been sick this week. Every few hours I chase them down and stick a beeping device into their ears in an attempt to determine how much longer we'll be dealing with all of this.

Kaley woke up from her nap a few minutes ago, and while I changed her diaper, we discussed the fact that I needed to see if she still had a fever. She reached up to her right ear, pretended to pluck something out, made some sort of "boop" sound, and put the imaginary thing into my hand.

"Here it is, mommy."

"Here is what?"

"My fever. It's out, now."

"Oh, good!"