In the wee morning hours (around 1:30am to be more exact) I held young Charlie as he breathed in yet another nebulizer treatment for the tightness and wheezing in his chest. (allergies? not sure, he has the episodes just once or twice a year) Anyhow, as I was putting him back to bed I mentioned he should try to "sleep in" in the morning.
"Sleep in what, mom?" he asked curiously.
I laughed deliriously.
(guess it doesn't sound as funny now.)
BTW~ he's doing much better today already. Think we nipped it in the bud with those few treatments.
