Just a quick post from the house o’ fever. Babs was feeling better by the next day, but Zibbit woke up last night with a 104.5 degree fever and has been miserable ever since. I finally shoved some Motrin down her very unwilling throat, and within an hour her brightly flushed cheeks and fever-glazed eyes returned to normal and she went to sleep. I’m spent. I’m actually posting this from my laptop, lying on the floor in the hall. The door to the bedroom just looks too far away, I don’t know if I can make it…