We're BAAACCCCKKKKK!!!

Guess where we are?

Back at my home away from home:

Hotel St. Luke's Hospital.

Kean's had a cough for a few days and I was hoping to

beat it with breathing treatments at home.

Not to be...

Sunday afternoon, he took a bad turn and here we are.

And I tell ya, we Barker's like to do it up right.

He has RSV and Pneumonia.

He's been running a temp here in the hospital of 104.  Ouch!

That's finally under control this morning.

But the poor guy has to get tubes stuck down his nose to his throat to suction out his lungs

every two hours.

He's not liking it much.

On the home front, Greer is doing much better. Except at night.

I think she's sleeping with her mouth open and those tender little tonsils or what is

the space where they used to reside... is drying out.

She keeps waking up in pain.

Which means for the five hours I was home last night to try and get some sleep,

I was up with GiGi.

And then there was that really fun moment when Reese decided to wake me up

to tell me she'd just had a dream about a ladybug.

I tell ya, this parenting thing is not for the faint of heart.

It's really for the sleep deprived.