A quick lunch (with a natural forest view) before Dad heads out for business.
His girlfriend, Kennedy, was a little unsure about the arranged marriage we have planned.
In a nutshell...
Declyn started coughing more and more throughout the day.
He couldn't fall asleep because of the damn bark, so I held him on the couch while I caught up on Bloodline (an ah-mazing Netflix series!). He ended up throwing up on me.
Put him in our bed to sleep for the night (around 10:45)... within a few minutes I heard a weird noise, looked over, and noticed his chest was caving in every time he took a breath.
With Mike out of town, I called my parents to meet me at the emergency room. (Putting him in the car he was whispering trying to talk to me ... poor kid).
As soon as my dad walked through the door, this guy pushed everyone aside and lunged for him.
We were home and back in bed by one AM with a diagnosis of croup.
[And as if you didn't know, my parents are the best. Period.]
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