Callan has croup again. Surprise surprise. I would just like to know how many more strains of the virus we have to go through before we are completely immune. He is so miserable. He just wants to be held but even when I hold him he just coughs and whines and cries and sneezes and is covered in snot 24/7. I hate it. Nothing stresses me out more than sick kids.
I've been meaning to post for a long time one of Easton's funny phrases: "I need hold." We all know that he's a pretty intelligent kid and has been making advanced sentences since he was two. But for some reason he has always said, "I need hold." When Callan cries he says, "Mom, he needs hold." And every once in a while I hear, "Mom, we both need hold." So funny that he turns the verb into a noun. For some reason "hold" is just this comfort word to him. So funny.
Anyway, Callan is needing a lot of hold today. Someone please get us to some place warm and humid.
8 DAYS!






