Twisted Wheezer on the Loose!

Yup - this morning The Skink had the audacity to get out of bed sounding reminiscent of coffee percolating through an old coffee maker. Luckily she was a perky percolator. She bounced out of bed (wheeze), tore off her pajamas in record time (wheeze), and demanded a different pair of jeans (wheeze). She got dressed (wheeze), bounded down the stairs (wheeze), and yelled, "Yay! School!" (wheeze).

I asked, "How 'bout a breathing treatment?" to which she replied, "Yay! Breeding teetment!" (wheeze).

Ya know? Tomorrow I'm actually going to try to remember in my un-caffeinated stupor to get some pictures of my happy-go-lucky, wheezy Skink wearing her penguin nebulizer mask.

And why does spell check not know the word "nebulizer?" It keeps asking me if I want to "neutralize" my child!

No... I don't!

That would be twisted... much like my child in this photo. What? Is she doing some sort of macabre Halloween pose? She looks like she just slithered down some stairs and out of a horror movie! (Which means this picture is definitely one for this year's Christmas card!!!)

Now that's how you make the most of hypotonia!!

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