"Are you sure you're not sick? Your face is really red. Just yesterday you were all sweaty too."
"I feel fine."
"Come here."
Placing my hand on his forehead, I try to check his temperature. Hmmm, I can't quite tell. Standing on the tips of my toes, I still have to pull him down a little to meet me. I press my lips against his forehead and think about it for a moment. His temperature is normal. If he's not sick then why is he red?
"You don't feel like you're running a fever."
"Actually, I feel a little hot. Can you check again?"
"Yeah, lean down for me."
Pressing my lips to his forehead once more, I take my time and really think about it.
"Yeah as far as I can tell you're not running a fever… Why are you smiling?"
"No reason. "
"... Okay. It's not common to get a cold during the summer but I have had it happen before. If you don't feel well, then you should see a doctor."
"It's okay, I'm just hot."
