Calvin's on round two of this fever, with a temp of 103 all day. He's been napping, lounging in bed reading, and on the couch watching movies. A bit ago, thinking he was feeling better, I convinced him to try to get up and draw. This is what he came up with! He handed it to me and said, "this is what my body feels like. I need to go lay down." Poor kid--he's back in bed. Doesn't it just break your heart when they're sick like that?