Croup, anyone??

Well, I've been a bad, bad blogger. Now that I have downloaded some photos from my camera, I will post them!!
First, a Christmas re-cap: After a fun-filled day of a zillion presents, Ethan got one last bedtime gift that we really could have done WITHOUT! Somehow my almost seven year old got croup, which I can honestly say I don't think he ever had as a baby or toddler (the normal victims!). They say it can resurface with 5-6 year olds, so I guess he's still technically 6, even though I think of him as more like 12. He was better last night, as usually the 2-3 night is the worst, but half his school vacation is pretty much gone and he has been sick. All of his tentative playdates will be crammed in next week.
So, the following photos are Christmas morning, when he was feeling ok...
after unwrapping a bunch of stuff, he decided to make a Paper Angel (think snow angel) and did a backwards dive off the couch into the heap of paper and started flapping his arms. It was quite humorous.

The thing he wanted most, Nerf Dart Tag, was what Santa brought him, and he just happened to be wearing his camouflage pajama pants. He knows how much I hate army and shooting stuff, and he has told me that he really wants to join the army to help defend our country, but not to worry, he won't join until the day before he dies. Yikes! What do you say to that!?

I have more Christmas pictures, but they need to be edited (red eye and cropped) so they aren't so cluttered with gift wrap piles. I'll save them for next time.

This was at his Den meeting on the Thursday before. I didn't know they were having a Santa, so I was just as surprised as the kids when they were all singing "Here comes Santa Claus" and in the door he came. Ethan didn't believe he was the "real" Santa, as he knows there are all sorts of "helper" Santas since there are so many malls and places to make appearances during his oh-so-busy time. But, again, my little guy is questioning how old will Santa live to be, and does he have a son to take over for him when he dies? I'm thinkin' this will be the last year for the Jolly 'ole guy. When Santa asked Ethan what he wanted for Chrismas, he figured the real Santa should already know!

The present for the adults is here! Although I think Ethan likes it just as much as we do.


(Insert time warp here...)
Well that was fun. I just had to take a little break to sit in the super-steamy bathroom with Ethan, then went outside for a little late night chill on the porch swing. Hopefully that will last for a few hours, then I'll only have to do it maybe only once more tonight. It has worked the last few nights, and is what the nurse recommended. We have a humidifier in his room, but I'm not sure that's doing anything.
OK, I'm gonna go. I have the feeling this is going to be another late night, so I need to get a few things done. Tune in next time for more holiday cheer!