At home I monitored both kids for a few hours regularly and thank God neither developed fever. They just remained drowsy and energy less.
While laying lazily on the couch, A asked for the same soup I had made him last time he was sick. And so I did. Then I decided to bring down the big bulky juicer and make him some "fresh" apple juice. The kind that always reminded me of my childhood when my mom made us fresh juice. The kind with a natural froth that made mustaches for us. I felt delighted to make fresh juice for A actually.
After he took a sip he put the apple juice aside. He claimed that it didn't taste like the ones from store! So he didn't like it!!
Ah! My broken heart.
I said "yes honey. It doesn't taste like the store-bought juice. It's "fresh"!"