#2's french toast was delayed for a bit this morning because I had to bring #3 to the doctor with croup, which he has never had before. Strange that he's 8 years old and getting it for the first time. I had to go to the pharmacy next and wait 30 minutes until his prescription was ready, after which the pharmacist told me it can cause nausea. I told the doctor he was throwing-up this morning! He woke up with the most terrifying cough last night and said it was hard to breathe. He did better in the cold air and in the shower. He couldn't talk either, so I gave him a cowbell to use to get my attention. My brother gave that to my kids for Christmas to be a stinker. #3 slept in the living room with the window open and was able to breathe OK, but he hardly got any sleep.
Because he had to take his medicine with food, sweet #2 decided to share some french toast with him.
It didn't go well. I'll spare you the details. But #2 sure was happy with the french toast! Chances are, #3 will have to delay his challenge. I hope he is feeling well by Monday and that no one else gets it.
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