Yep, that's right. Another ER trip for poor Eva today. Every time she gets a cold, her asthma hits full force. She's definitely her mother's daughter. I hope she grows out of it, as I never have.
Andrew took her to the hospital and I went to church with Leighton. I'm not sure which was more fun. :) She's fine now with her steroids and breathing treatments and "special juice" Motrin. Let's hope tonight is better than last night. I guess it couldn't be any worse.