Please keep Elliott in your thoughts and prayers
The boys came home for their Grandparents house, after a fun overnight visit. When Elliott walked in the door, I knew something was wrong when I say his face. He looked pale and somewhat disoriented. He kept saying he was okay, but it wasn't very convincing. I gave him a little bit to settle in and then I took his temperature. Unfortunately, my instincts we right and he was running a relatively high fever. Both he and Emmett went to bed without a problem. After a few hours, he woke up and came downstairs because he couldn't go back to sleep. He and I ended up camping out in the living room, because he was more comfortable in the couch. The other benefit is that if he were to get…