Beckham started throwing up Sunday morning around 3 a.m.
Then again around 8 a.m.


I took Marley to church with me and Nate stayed home with the boys.


Did you know that church with only ONE child by your side is actually a pleasant and spiritually uplifting experience?


When we got home, Marley complained that the sun was hurting her eyes.


The only problem was that the sun was nowhere to be seen.


I felt her head.


102.


We haven't had sick kids in a while around here.


I felt awful for little Marley.


She boils my blood like no other, but when it was hers boiling I wanted nothing more then to take it from her so she could find comfort.


She was awake every half hour needing a sip of water, and she said the sun was still hurting her eyes.


Her cheeks were so hot and red.  


So, this morning came early, but her fever is mostly gone, so I am happy. 


And even though vomit was involved, it was a good day to be a mom.

This kid was happy as a clam.