All day long, SJ kept asking me when we were going up to the Parkers. "After 6:30, SJ," I told him repeatedly. When 6:30 came, SJ was ready to bolt out the door. When we walked up to their house, there were not any other kids in the pool yet. I saw the Parker kids, but they were in their street clothes.
"Can I get in the pool?" asked SJ. "Not until we ask Mr. Parker," I told him. It took awhile to find Marcus, since he had invited many friends. SJ was sitting near the pool looking as sad as he can possibly look. When I finally found Marcus, I asked him if it was okay for SJ to get in the pool and he replied with an "of course".
I went back outside to give SJ the good news. I told him he could stay in the pool until the ceremony was about to start. The ceremony started a little after 8. It was a beautiful but short ceremony. After the ceremony was over, SJ was back in the pool.
He was the only one (kid I mean) in the pool until about 9 o'clock. (No adults were swimming at this party.) Then, Bob and the oldest Parker kid and two other kids joined SJ in the pool. The pool water was fairly cold, so Bob only stayed in the water for 20 minutes.
Shortly after Bob got out, SJ got out and decided he was ready to go home. I told them to go home and get in their dry clothes and come back. Bob listened, but SJ never returned. I called our house phone and he answered.
"Hello," said SJ. "What are you doing? Are you coming back?" I asked him. "No, I am tired," he whined. "I am going to stay here," he added. "Okay. Don't let anyone in the house," I instructed him. I could see him from the Parkers’ house, so I felt confident that he would be okay. He stayed in the kitchen and was sitting at the island.
We were leaving soon anyway, so I kept one eye on the house as we said our goodbyes. When Bob and I returned home, SJ was shivering. I asked him if he was feeling okay. "I am cold," he whined. I felt his head and he didn't feel feverish. I told him to go get some warm pjs on and said he was probably still cold from the pool.
He listened and Bob put on his pajamas as well. It was a very nice evening. The vow renewal was beautiful and we got to spend some time with a great bunch of folks.
The next day my husband and I were going to see A Chorus Line. SJ slept in very late (after 10). That is unusual for him. When he came downstairs, he said his belly hurt. I thought maybe he was hungry. I made him some breakfast, but he said he still didn't feel well. I took his temperature and he registered at 100.7. Oh no, I thought. I hate when they get sick when we have some place to go.
Since my parents were going to watch them, I gave him some Motrin and we took them to my parents’ house. When we got back from the show, my mom said he seemed okay. He wasn't as active as he normally is, but his fever didn't spike. We stayed at my parents' house for dinner and then we headed home.
After we were home for a few hours, SJ was nowhere to be found. I just assumed he was playing in his room. I went to check on him. He was in his pajamas and under his covers. "I don't feel good," he said to me. I checked his temperature again and he was up to 103.5 degrees. I gave him some more Motrin and he slept through the night. Poor little guy.
Fortunately, he felt all better the next day. I made sure I told Mallory about SJ's virus. Just in case any of her kids got it. Remarkably, SJ was the only one that came down with that fever virus. Hopefully, he is good now until fall.
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