It's like we've won the lottery

RSV.

Breathing treatments.

The pediatrician predicted Ian would fever for 2 more days, cough his face off for 4-5 days, and continue to hack away like a smoker for 2-3 weeks after that.

Yee haw.

I should have gone to med school.

Max was thrilled to make another doctor visit this week.

And obviously, he was just as thrilled about the unavoidable trip to the music store this afternoon. (Did I mention that he's had a fever for two days straight too, and it seems to have caught up with him this ? It did, however, make it oh so much easier to audition violins!)

And this is some random coworker of Tom's who gets to be included on my blog because this picture of him falling asleep at work showed up in my photo stream. The end.