Quinn splashed around, rode the slide with daddy (an "eek" followed by laughter). Rode the lazy river a few times with the gang. Somewhere in there prettypammie and I got our laps in. (I'm supposed to do at least 20 minutes of something resembling exercise each day as part of the WW plan).
Then, suddenly Quinn crashed on us--tired and wanting to be held. Pam recognized the signs of sick baby. Sure enough, we got home and the mommy-ometer was right...nearly a 102 degree fever.
Tylenol on board and trying to figure out dinner plans. (We were planning to go out to eat, but maybe not with a sick, sleepy baby).