We had just moved into our new place and M claimed this box for his own. He had covered the bottom of the box with diapers to make it nice and soft. He always plays in the box putting all sorts of treasure and toys. Throughout the day M had been pretty winy and I could tell he was really tired. We went to get the kids from school and he kept telling me he was so tired and couldn't walk. At around 5:30 p.m. he went and put his pajamas on curled up in his box and went to bed. When I found him the poor little guy was burning hot with a fever. Now it all made sense he was getting sick. This was C's nice little touch of trapping him in the box. After all what are brothers for.
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