and so it begins 1:38 a.m.

1:38 a.m. enter Max… needing to go potty… starts crying… his croup, of course, is really barky and tight. Of course – because croup is at it’s best in the middle of the night. always.

1:38:30 a.m. enter tru… following max into mom and dad’s room. coughing his wet cough. not croup. trying to hit max to ‘stop’ that noise.

everyone is semi-calmed down.  priesthood blessing for little max who is struggling to breathe.  poor kiddo.

snuggle in blankets and sit on the front porch to breathe cold night air… in hopes the croup will calm down.

what do we see? ORION in all it’s glory.

wow, the stars are bright on a clear night in November.

“what is that?”
“oh, it’s an airplane. it has colors. red and green.”
“that is a nice kiss mom. thanks.”

cold air. check.

snuggle in mom’s bed.
“daddy, mom is going to take me to the doctor when it is sunny.”
“mommy, what are you going to do with me?”
“Love you.”
“Oh, ok.”

Nighters once again Max.

just so ya know… if you type in starry night into google… this is what you get:

and also so you know… this is what you’ll find if you type in “starry sky” into google… some japanese anime rock group.

who knew?!

ah – yes… this is what we’ll find if we search for ORION:

stars … amazing!

p.s. you know what max said at the doctor’s office when sitting on my lap. “I am sooo happy.” And just now he came up and said, “Guess what? I like you, mom.” So I kissed him. He said with a big smile, “That was a nice kiss.” Max is so funny. When he first came down with croup Sunday morning, he thought it was so funny how his voice and cough sounded like a barking dog. Hopefully the steroids will help and we’ll have a good night sleep tonight.