Last night Grey woke up at 11 with croup AGAIN! We debated and finally took him to the urgent care center and got him a shot. We got him back to bed after midnight and then he was up every 1-2 hours throughout the night. Needless to say we are both EXHAUSTED today. It makes for a good day of movies and naps. I left him out in the front room to play when I realized it had gotten a little too quiet. I thought for sure he was getting into something. I went in and found him all snuggled up on the floor. Sometimes sick kids are kind of nice. Minus all the whining, I really enjoy the calm and slower pace. Is that terrible of me?