It was when the hubby and I came home last night that we found out that the little guy has fever. He doesn’t have colds nor cough, so it’s really a puzzle for us what is causing his fever. I refuse to worry. Aside from the fact that it is a low grade fever, he responds well with the Lemongrass juice that I give him every so often since last night.
I give him sponge baths every so often. I just pray that he bounces back to health very soon. I have to confine him in bed although he doesn’t look sick at all, still the chatterbox that he is. So far he is enjoying his books leaning on the makeshift bed frames that he made out of all those pillows we have in the bed.