We don't know if it is just (ha!) the 6-8 teeth she she is cutting or if she has a bug on top of that, but she's was "hot as a firecracker" (as my mom would say) last night and still is tonight. She's not eating well and is generally whiny and pitiful. She isn't visibly drooling, but we keep having to wipe up under her chin where spittle accumulates. Round the clock tylenol, ibuprofen and teething tablets don't seem to be doing much. I have read that teething only causes a low-grade fever and that any more than that and it is really an illness. So, say that your bum temp is 102.7... not really low-grade, huh?

So, Quinn didn't have school today. There was an inservice for her teachers. Megan and Quinn went to Wild Oats to buy (among other things) me some more red raspberry leaf tea and got a flat tire. That's the second one this summer! Fortunately I was available by phone this time and able to google her the nearest car place to go to. Also fortunately, I drove today and I was able to come rescue her. Not that she needed it. The guy at the car place was able to patch the tire and have her on her way before I could even get there. I met her at Wild Oats and followed her home, though, to make sure that the mile or so that she drove on the flat didn't do anything to destabilize the tire. At least this time was in suburbia and not on the highway. *shudder*