Wednesday night fever

Mom and Dad wanted my first Halloween night to be memorable, but not like this! It marked their first 2 a.m. call to the pediatrician. After I kept waking up every hour or so all night and picking up where I left off—crying inconsolably—they finally realized that I had a fever. And how did they confirm that? By doing something they swore to me they'd never do: sticking a thermometer up my butt! Strangely, it was more traumatic for them than for me (I didn't notice).

My 100.9 temperature prompted Mom's call to my pediatrician. After lots of reassurance and advice from the doctor, Mom and Dad gave me some Children's Tylenol and got me to sleep. I'm happy to report that when I woke up this morning, I was back to my old self again! My temperature was back to normal by the end of the day today, so all seems to be well. (Though I quickly grew to love that cherry-flavored Tylenol. Is there a 12-step program for getting off that stuff?)

And now, two new questions from my Aunt Paula:

How did you like trick or treating? I bet that you had a great time. You were the cutest butterfly that I have ever seen.

You're so sweet! As I mentioned yesterday, my illness sadly kept me from trick or treating this year (of all the days to get sick, eh?), so I'll have to wait until 2008 to start stockpiling candy.

Now that we are all down mourning the loss of our favorite baseball teams, what are you looking forward to now?

You mean other than my next bottle or food item? That's simple: Christmas. Dad has been telling me all about it, and how much I'll love all the pretty colors and twinkling lights. From everything that I'm seeing about it in all the stores I shop at, it must be right around the corner—next week, perhaps?—so I shouldn't have to wait long at all!

My Aunt Rebecca sent in some more questions, which I'll tackle tomorrow. But remember, no new Julia videos until someone other than Aunt Rebecca or Aunt Paula sends me a question!