So, by mid Saturday morning, after Rye has slept for 15 hours since yesterday evening, we decided, since the fever was still hovering around 102 and the crankiness levels were consistently rising....that we would postpone his birthday party. Boo. I'm not gonna lie, i cried. Very disappointing.
Ok, moving on. Making the best of an unfortunate situation, after Rye's 3rd nap of the day, we decided to open presents.
He likes his blocks, i swear! Maybe he was upset because his Dad was opening them....who knows? Oh yea, it could have been the evil illness that he was being subjected to. Perhaps.
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