There was one day when Micah was sick for about two hours. One minute he was all ready for grilled steaks; next minute, he was bent over in stomach pain. After dinner we all went in to comfort him: Simon read a book, Scott sat beside him and I cut up some watermelon for dessert. During the time he was not feeling well I kept track of his temperature. It wasn't too bad. He just wanted a lot of water. I dont remember when Scott got a hold of the thermometer, but when I walked in with more watermelon, I saw that he was taking the watermelon's temperature.
After the watermelon, Micah was back to his lively old (young) self.
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