Re-Pete and I are home sick today. Her fever was high yesterday, past 103, which is normal for her. Even with Tylenol, she only goes down to 100 or 101. She's cutting jokes and rhyming words today, even if she is still in bed at quarter till 11. We're watching Pocohantas. I love strong female characters, but hate that there always has to be a character that's the "butt of the jokes" or the "bad guy that gets what he deserves in the end". Hmmm. I sure do love Grandmother Willow.