Today, Franny's temperature ranged from 99 to 101.8 degrees. But who could tell? Despite a constant battle to keep her on the couch with books or at least sitting with play-dough or puzzles, Franny was not to be contained and remained her active self playing with Cole and running up and down the hall ("to get a one more book"--she thinks she has me fooled). I don't know how she does it! Toughness (or stubbornness) aside, I definitely hope she wakes up tomorrow at a healthy 98.6!
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Thomas wants updated photos of Franny. He misses her!
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