Fever's Broke. Dinner has been eaten (an accomplishment, as both children decided to subsist on air and milk and the stray popsicle yesterday). Party Girl, who was the more miserable of the two, seemed to perk up a little late afternoon. She sat in my lap, reading a book, crooning Thank-eau. Tanks! Tank-eau. It broke my heart that she was thanking me for reading her a book, something I