When it rains, it pours

Abby's diagnosis: double ear infection and croup. So she now has her very own prescription of antibiotics (takes it much better than big sister) and a steroid for the croup. I am currently in talks with Southwest to sort out the details of tomorrow's flight to Chicago. Can you imagine if you had to be the one to sit next to the barking child? Yikes, would we get some ugly looks. Not to mention her poor little ear drums. Woe is us.