Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Croup, croup, croup, croup, croup

That's what Boo sounded like Monday morning when he woke M and me out of a sound sleep, sounding like a barking seal. And that's what he has. A 2 a.m. trip to the ER and some steroids later, and he's on the mend. Poor baby. He does like the word croup -- laughs when I say it. Lately he's laughing and talking up a storm. Sweetie.

The things on my mind:

Hillary. Goodbye, my friend.

Gas prices: When does it stop?

This heat is disgusting. Glad today's the last day. Been hibernating in the house.

Is daycare making my son sick?

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