Croup

Grant's got croup or, as they say in Indiana, the croup. On top of it, his bark cough is so bad, he's thrown up several times: on my favorite quilt, all over his car seat, and then, all over me. It's been a really fun mommy day. Let's hope (and pray) the steroid the doc gave him provides him a peaceful night's sleep. Here's to wishful thinking!