This weekend marked Christmas, Round II. On Friday, Danny drove up from Waycross to spend the weekend with us. Her timing couldn’t have been more perfect. Just before her arrival that evening, Hutson (who has been coughing and severely congested for weeks) started having difficulty breathing. Panicked, I called G, who was out grocery shopping, and told him to come home immediately. Thankfully, Children’s Health Care of Atlanta has an urgent care with evening hours close by. Soon after our arrival, Danny pulled up and rescued MR. For the next several hours, G and I sat with Huttie in an overcrowded clinic full of worried parents and sick, sick kids. After deep suctioning his nose, listening to his chest and lungs, and treating his fever, the doctor advised us to elevate Huttie’s crib, utilize a cool mist humidifier, and continue using a saline solution. Great advice for a big fee–you certainly can’t put a price tag on your child’s health, but Christmas gifts this year may consists of the 9 visits to the doctor MR and Huttie have acquired over the last month:)
With the Huttie scare behind us, we were able to go on with our Christmas plans… On Saturday, we took MR to Chick-fil-A to meet Santa Cow and his elves. This trip marked the first time that MR was not terrified of the cow. This is BIG–Real BIG, as previous visits have ended with an embarrassed mom and a screaming and kicking kid.
Later that night, we had dinner with Danny and Aunt and Unca B at a Japanese Steakhouse. The adults overate, while MR mastered the art picking up fruit snacks with chopsticks.
We also received our first gift of the holiday season from G–a docking station for the iPod Touch. G gifted me the iPod for my birthday and after waiting nearly 2 months for its arrival (it was on backorder), I can say that it was definitely worth the wait!
On Sunday, we welcomed the first snow of the season and although there was no accumulation, any amount of snow in the south is exciting! After saying goodbye to Danny, we spent the remainder of the afternoon pretending to be snowed in on the couch. An occasional dance party would break out, but other than that, we laid low.
