02 January 2009

Oh...yuck.


Someone in Burnstopia is sick.

We think it's croup.

It sounds pretty gross.

Good thing for baby Tylenol. And soft-hearted moms who allow pacifiers even when it's not time to sleep. And soft blankets. And unlimited cuddles and hugs and loves. And thank goodness for eccentric mothers who make up words like huggles which just perfectly describe the necessary balance between a hug and a snuggle. And for mushy dads who will read The Tales of Winnie the Pooh endlessly. And also dads who will dance with sick little boys in order to cheer them up.

We sure do have a lot of good things in Burnstopia.

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At January 2, 2009 at 9:02 PM , Anonymous Sarah said...

Oh no! Poor Cameron! Poor Melisstopher! I've heard a steamy bathroom does wonders for croup. I am wishing you well and praying for a quick recovery.

P.S. - James has the same pacifier and he's in love. I'm trying to not be jealous. :)

 
At January 3, 2009 at 7:34 PM , Anonymous Katrina said...

I love the word huggle too.

Hope the Boy gets better soon. Asher got his first cold out here in Utah. Sick babies are no fun.

 
At January 4, 2009 at 12:10 AM , Anonymous Whimsy said...

I've been thinking about you guys all day long, hoping that tonight will be a better night than last. Let me know how things are going... did the humidifier help things?

 

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