Fleeting Fevers and Such

Today was a weird one for us G's.  Examples?  Here you go..

1) PDG woke up with a fever of 102 degrees.  No other symptoms.  Just a fever. That kid.

2) After making the decision to leave PDG home with J-Man, I found myself at school 20 minutes early, having forgotten that not having to buckle PDG into the carseat, unbuckle him at Miss S's house, chat cordially with her for a minute, and then continue on to school all take up a good portion of my morning commute.  (Did I use this extra time to lesson plan?  Of course not.  I circled the building saying hello to friends)

3) PDG woke up at 7 feeling fabulous (says J-Man) and fever free, followed by eight hours of eating/playing/napping with his pops (not in that babywise way, we had to give up on any sort of eat/play/sleep anything long ago when it was clear PDG needed to eat every two hours max, regardless of awake capability or nap length)

4) J-Man watched Titanic with me.  Ok, not the whole thing, but the part he did watch he was actively interested in for a while.  Obviously it was the first half (it gets way too depressing/boring after the iceberg hits and they've started to fall in love). Gotta love when I can rope J-Man into cliche romantic entertainment instead of artistic film-making.

5) (My Favorite) PDG decided to share his graham cracker with me.  I don't know if it's a milestone he could've/should've done months ago, but I decided to pretend to eat his food today, and he offered it with a smile.  Then, when I got all happy and clapping and saying "yay," (to encourage that other recent milestone), he kept taking little bites, then offering me more.  Enough to melt a mama's heart.

Thankfully, with the mystery fever gone, good spirits all around, and no new oddities to report, we'll be off to another day tomorrow.