Sweet little man has been a whole lot of miserable the last few days.
After 2 nights of screaming (so not him) and no sleep (very much him), I took him in to the pediatrician on Friday morning to find out he had a double ear infection- his fourth- and bronchiolitis. Poor baby.
I felt awful for waiting to take him in as long as I did... totally thought it was teething.
True to his sweet self, though, he's taken the nebulizer treatments like a champ. A smiling, squealing champ.
And now, Lil is hacking right along with him... although, there is no smiling at the nebulizer treatments for her (or at Santa, but that's a whole other post).
Hopefully by the time he comes we'll all be healthy.
Only 4 more sleeps until then.
Can't believe it.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Since we discovered them in one of NINE boxes of Christmas stuff, little armies have been forming everywhere around our house.
She's been busy. She lines them up facing each other, knocks them down and starts all over again.
So mom, just know that they're in good (and slightly obsessed) hands.
We miss you.
Posted by Alli at 7:35 AM