With Hubby out on business trip, Mommy got lazy and drove - rather than walk - to the playground in the park across from our community. Granted, I have good reasons - it is a good few miles to walk there, we have to cross a pretty busy road (dangerous with only 1 adult with 2 young ones), and there have been sighting of a coyote so I did not want to risk it. As skinny as I am right now, a larger coyote can probably drag all 3 of us away with little effort…

Anyhow, here’s a video of the 2 brothers enjoying their time on the slide together. I am starting to really appreciate the perfect distance between the 2 children (3.5 years) as Owie is just big enough to “carry” (half-carry really, and wobbly ;P) his baby brother away from dangerous missions that the little one attempts to try but the two still plays together constantly.

Thank and praise God, Kevie is speedily recovering from croup…Wed evening was murderous, with him running a pretty persistent high fever of 103-104, rendering poor Mommy sleepless the entire night as she was on stand-by mode in the bed, ready to take temperature/give medicine/wake Kevie and dunk him in yet another bath to cool down through the long night.

Kevie has not really gotten sick before this…sure, he has had his share of coughs and sniffles, but he’s only had maybe 1-2 days of low-grade fever that went away with just 3 or fewer doses of acetaminophen. Wednesday was another story. Didn’t have any symptoms (though as always, Owie was the culprit and the chain reaction trigger ) until lunch time when he started running a fever…by evening, he started coughing and it wasn’t a normal cough, but one with a barking sound that left his voice hoarse and him seemingly struggling for his next breath. Other than the high fever, that was what was most frightening…I prayed continuously through the night to stay sane. So as soon as 8:30am rolled around (when his pediatrician’s office opens), I called for a same-day sick visit.

Doctor did the usual diagnotics, and said he has croup and that since it sounds pretty bad (even during the day), to give him a shot (2-day worth) of steroids. She and I both aren’t big on this, but considering the potential threats of a blocked airway, we thought it was worthwhile. I trust the doctor’s judgment as I had already prayed for her beforehand.

Kevie was finally able to get a good 2 hours of sleep when we came home and broke sweat and his fever began to subside.

So grateful to God for watching over my baby…