Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Our sick little man...

Even when he's sick, he still my special boy. However, he sure was giving Momma a fit when she was trying to give him his breathing treatment. Didn't seem to know or care that it was for his own good. Though his mask may look like a cute dinosaur, Gid was not impressed. You can tell by looking at his eyes that he was just not himself. We were all so sad and worried. Thank goodness, he is doing much better now, though he still has an ugly cough. Poor baby inherited Great Grandma's and Mommy's asthma. We are so thankful to our Heavenly Father that he is finally improving. Another week or two and he should be back to his normal active self, yeah! By Monday evening he was getting back into the swing of things with a little extra something special to finish off his meal, He thought a fistful of dirt or two would finish things off nicely. And quite proud of himself he was... we got a good laugh, then momma cleaned up the mess. Yeah for mommas too!

1 comments:

The Smiths said...

hang in there Misty. They do get better but it really takes it out of momma. I'm glad he's doing better. Can't wait to see you next week.

Aunt Renee