A First for Thanksgiving

Well, we did the normal Thanksgiving meal at my Mom's. Had the dressing/stuffing, and all the "fixins" with it. More than we could eat and we all sat in a stupor after supper. Yes supper, not lunch/dinner. (Whichever you prefer.)

But, for the first time in our lives, we helped take care of a sick baby on Black Friday. No shopping, not that I would have anyway. No, the poor child was as sick as he could be. At first we thought it was teething, because his poor upper gums look to explode at any second. But it masked the real issue. After walking the floor with LMW two nights in a row, we were able to take him to the Saturday sick child clinic at his doctor's office. And I made sure I told the staff how much I had thanked God for them. He has the croup and strep. The poor poor child. No wonder he was so miserable.

He's had the first round of steroids and Ampicillin, and he seems to be feeling better. Enough so, that LeLe took him home to try to spend the night. His Daddy had to work today, and HAD to get some sleep, so he and his Mama stayed with us last night. He's/she's/we are quarantined for a day or so. Not that any of us have the energy to go anywhere anyway.......................