{Kevin’s POV} I hang up the phone, find a chair, and stand on it, so I can reach the top of the shelf, so I can get some more buckets. I put the chair back and run upstairs, only to see Joe with Sophie on the couch, lying on top of him. I think oh, what a sweet picture moment. Joe: Kevin? Kevin: Yea, Joe. Joe: So do you think we should wake Sophie up before we take her in the bus, how do you think we should get her on the tour bus. Kevin: Well, her chair tilts back, and if she is sleeping right now, I think we should just put her in her chair, and take her out to the bus; we can lay her on a couch or bunk. Joe: Well, can you help me get Sophie off of my lap, since I can't really move, and my legs are asleep. Kevin: (I pick Sophie up and lay her back on the couch, I feel her head) Joe, have you taken her temperature recently? Joe: No, do you think we should. Kevin: Why don't we and see if it has gone up or down, or stayed the same. Joe: I'll take it; you should change her before we leave, I think she started having diarrhea. Kevin: (I change her diaper, and sure enough she did have diarrhea) Sophie honey, can you wake up so Joe can take your temperature. Sophie: (wakes up, and turns pale green, and starts gagging, I sit her up on the couch really quickly and grab the bucket and hold it under her mouth, she gets really sick for about ten minutes) Sophie: I don't feel good at all. Kevin: I know Joe wants to take your temperature, to see if it is still high, or if it has gone ...