Whaddyado?

We have the best friends in the world. They planned a wonderful baby shower for your little brother/sister, complete with lots of food, playmates for you, and yellow and green cookies shaped like little hands and feet.

We had been at the party for about 30 minutes and you hadn't warmed up to your surrounding yet, which we thought was strange because you always like playing at Aiden and Marshall's house. I noticed you felt hot, so I took your temperature. You had a fever of 101.5. An hour later your fever had risen to 102.1. This is only the second fever you've ever had, so we were a little freaked out. We figured your two new teeth were to blame for your fever.

We really didn't know what to do. We were at a party that was thrown for us, so we felt rude leaving. But you were obviously feeling horrible and there were lots of other kids there for you to infect. We ended up leaving 20 minutes early after realizing that, as your parents, it was our duty to do what was best for you.

We headed home where your dad plopped you in a cool bubble bath and I devoured the chapter on fevers in Baby 411. Turns out it's an old wives tale that teething causes fevers, and that cool baths can help lower a fever. When your fever hadn't abated by the next morning, I took you in to see Dr. Patil. Diagnosis: six new teeth coming in and a virus related to teething.

Now I don't feel so bad about leaving the party early. I actually feel worse that we stayed as long as we did and potentially spread germs to your little friends.