So Jack & Wyatt's cold turned into something nasty that settled into their lungs.
They breathe, they cough.
They laugh, they cough.
They run, they cough.
So they were prescribed Albuterol nebulizer treatments
every four hours
for the next five days.
While Wyatt was doing his the first time,
I told him, "Wyatt you are so brave!"
He replied, "Brave dragon... ROAR!"
Man, I love that baby.
He was getting in extra snuggles this morning with Daddy,
and I had to capture it.
Just look at that hug!
He touched his face and said, "I love you, dad."
He calls us mom and dad these days.
No more of that baby-ish "mommy & daddy" stuff.
I mean, after all, he is a brave dragon now.