We vegged. Zoned. Chilled. Did a whole lot of nothing. It was niiiiiiice.
I took BubTar on a walk and took a ton of photos.
Then he went swimming while KayTar had some low key time with my mom.
And this evening, he spiked a fever. I didn't pack the thermometer (wishful thinking, much?) but it is at least a 102. He didn't move a muscle once his fever started, even when his cousins came to visit. He's feeling pretty poorly. I gave him Motrin before bed, hoping to help him sleep through the night.
Tomorrow we check out at 11am. Our flight isn't until 9:20pm. We will hang out at the residence of the wedding in the meantime, with KayTar the Anxious and BubTar the Feverish. They are going to be tanked before we ever make it to the airport. We won't arrive at home until midnight IF everything is running on time. I hope hope HOPE everything is running on time.
Wish us luck. Getting home is going to feel better than it ever has before.