“Fever!…In the morning, fever all through the night.” I wonder what it says about my mothering when the first thing that popped into my head when Zach had a fever Monday morning was to sing “Fever!” to my hot, hot child. Apparently, I can not hear the word fever without beginning to snap and sing the song. Some dancing did accompany as well- all of which did amuse Zach at least. Once I focused back on my child he got some Tylenol and a day home from daycare. Just like his father though, you would not have known anything was wrong with him aside from the flushed cheeks. He was playing in his jumper and smiling. The fever only lasted another day and he was back to normal. But I am still singing the song.