Rough Week...

Mason had a rough Thanksgiving week. We flew to Weslaco Saturday morning and his lingering cough continued to get worse. We took him to the doctor on Monday and he had bronchitis. He had to sleep in his swing, his schedule was completely off, he wouldn't eat solid foods, and he took very few naps. He still tried to be fun despite not feeling well. I even got a smile as he was taking his first breathing treatment. I was wrong to think they would all be this easy!
This looks more like the way he felt.

Daddy and Mason on Thanksgiving day. You know he doesn't feel good when he sits with you.

Mason was helping his GiGi fold clothes and decided to stay in the basket to watch Baby Einstein.