Although we were supposed to visit Grandpa Jon and Grandma Karen last weekend, it would appear that the Fates were against the timing.
For the previous week, both Lucas and Daddy were dealing with a cold. Then, the morning we were to leave, Mommy fell ill to said cold and spent the next 3 days bed-bound. It turned out to be just as well that we didn't get to the airport...our flight was delayed twice then canceled, due to Milwaukee receiving over a foot of snow that morning!
In addition, Lucas ended up coming down with this strange barking cough, which turned out to be a monster case of the croup. Two days of steroid cough syrup later, the croup was gone and Lucas is lifting three times his own weight (just kidding).
Fortunately, everyone is FINALLY feeling better, and I am left to wonder if having the croup makes you a croupier - I'll have to ask the family casino employee how this works...
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