Everytime I get up to take care of Leighton in the night, I start blogging in my head. Not on purpose - my brain just does it. But last night he slept through the night. So I didn't get any creative ideas on how to sum up my day yesterday. Plus, I really don't want to remember all the details. So let me just say it this way:
Eva woke up yesterday having an asthma attack. 2 trips to the ER - one at 6:20am and one at 8pm. Got her breathing under control, at last, with steroids. Finally got the exhausted children to bed at 11pm last night. Sometimes life just stinks. The end.