And then there was blood.

Cash was playing on Mabelle's little pink chair, the chair fell over backwards..sending him face first into the carpet. with his pacifier in his mouth. I rushed to him, thinking he had a rug burn on his face...nope, a mouth full of blood greeted me instead. I began making him bit wet paper towels, sent Mabelle upstairs to get Daddy, and then Daddy arrives. We got him a cold washcloth and kept making him bite it, after a little while we were able to tell that he busted his gums on his top two front teeth (which were NOT broken thru yet) with his pacifier. And after some tylenol, cuddles, and a few more bites on that washcloth, he was climbing that pink chair trying to go for round 2. Boys. We think his mouth is fine, and I'm making a dentist appointment after his illnesses are gone to make sure his teeth will still come in ok (in fact, his mouth is good enough to just finish his lunch of cheese puffs and bologna). So in true Tracy fashion, I took pictures of the aftermath in his mouth...

IF YOU'RE GROSSED OUT EASILY, DON'T LOOK!!!
Because honestly, it kind of grossed me out, but I'm a mom who documents everything, including my boy's first bloody accident.

The blood on his shirt...tough guy.

The worst pic...that's the skin hanging down, that we are sure caused all the blood.

Another pic of his owie...the white hangy skin has moved.

And the last pic of the purple soreness.

What will happen next at the Tritten house??? Stay tuned...LOL!

More RSV...yessssssssssss!

So Cash is not really getting better, just staying the same. Same raspy cough, same phlegmy throat, same low grade temp, and my once bad sleeper is now AWFUL! The breathing treatments are with drugs that are stimulants, so the past few nights he's been restless, whimpering and crying til the wee early morning (last night we were up til 3am with him). But he's still a happy boy and the doc says it'll take some time, he thought he might get better within 2 days initially, but said some kids just need some time.

And if that's not enough...Mabelle was also up last night, with an eerily familiar cough. FUN! We quickly made an appt with our pediatrician this morning and got in first thing. Mabelle tested negative for RSV, and does not yet have full-on Croup....buuuuuuuuuuuuut our doc is 100% sure that she has all the beginning signs of RSV (which the main one, being a sibling with it at home). Now we have two kids on breathing treatments (it's all we do all day..lol), and are hoping that this means we are done with sickness for the year ;)

Cash taking his breathing treatment...he's not screaming here (he usually does).

This was our weapons against the croup....all his medicine and the clorox & lysol that we THOUGHT were helping, but were told that disinfecting does NOT help. This virus is passed from child-to-child, no amount of disinfecting helps prevent. Niiiiiice.

Cash in his crib...this is how dramatic he is every time I go in to get him. But being sick, he's a little more pitiful.

And little Miss Mabelle now with her breathing treatments, which she does like a champ!! Let's hope we can nip hers in the bud before it gets as bad as Cash's.

And a sicker Cashy :(

We went to our pediatrician today to confirm the Croup diagnosis and to make sure Cash was getting better. Well, Dr. Conti agreed with all of the treatment, and decided to test for RSV to make sure that his Croup was caused by flu and not RSV (he simply wanted to rule RSV out)....well, big surprise...he has RSV, and that's what caused his Croup. So now we are aggressively treating the RSV, as well as the Croup. Cash has 6 breathing treatments a day (which we can combine some and make it 4) for 2 weeks, a steroid and singulair to fight the germs. Poor Cash. But his cough is sounding better, he's still acting normal. He's a little more cranky since his sleep is being interrupted by lots of wakings from the cough. We have used so much lysol, oust, clorox hard surface spray and clorox wipes...pleeeeeeeeeease germs GO AWAY!

Just like their parents...he's staring at the tv, she's cheesing for the camera ;)

Awwwww, sick boy is so tired :(

And now sick boy is unrolling his first toilet paper roll...he was not caught in the act, but we did recreate the event! LOL!

So sad he doesn't feel good.

Even Ruby is doing her best to make Cash feel better.

Happy Birthday Jason :)

Daddy's birthday was yesterday...and in true payback fashion, Cash was sick on his big day. Payback since Daddy was sick on his birthday..fun times! Jason had to work at 2, so we gave him his gifts early and did cupcakes after lunch. He loved everything (at least we think he did!).

Doing our art project for Daddy's birthday gift...Mabs was so excited to paint!

It's a skull...

a sugar skull!!!
Time to open the gfts!!

Tattoo flash books.

A new movie.

Cash helping :)
Our art project...Cash fingerprints are the teeth, Mabelle's are the eye outlines, and she painted the flowers that I drew on. And of course Mabelle painted the whole skull black. Definitely a familiy project.

Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to Daddeeeeeeeeeeee, Happy Birthday to you!

She waited ALL day for that special cupcake. Which of course she helped make and decorate!
Yummy cupcakes.

Cash and the Croup

Yeah...we're sick again, or maybe it never went away and morphed into something bigger and badder. Either way, Cash started a little cough yesterday. No biggie. By afternoon it was a raspy, phlegm-y cough, and had me contemplating giving him some kind of cough syrup, instead I went with some Vicks rub before bed. Put both kids in bed by 715, so I could get some rest (from my sickness), by 830 Cash had woken up and was having problems catching his breath. Called Jason (who was working a double) to come home so we could go to the ER. Texted my awesome friend who's a cop to find out where we should go, she recommended the BEST hospital (no wait and awesome staff), even offered to come pick us up and rush us there. But anyways 3hrs later, a Croup diagnosis, a breathing treatment, and some steroids and we were done (with no tears or sleep whatsoever). The nurses and doctors loved Cash, he was laughing, smiling, and making everyone else do the same. Besides his awful breathing and cough, you wouldn't have known he was sick. So our little trooper slept 12-630, and is just as happy as ever today.

So today on Daddy's birthday, we are attacking Croup germs in the house, keeping Mabelle out of his face (which is a VERY hard thing to do), and keeping Cash comfortable.

I snapped some pics of Cash laying in the ER bed (while I tried to get him to nap there).

Of course, the remote kept us happy for the duration of our stay there...he kept holding it up and pointing it at the tv on the ceiling. Such a smart boy.

Thank goodness they're non-toxic!

Who knew eating crayons could be so much fun...Cash loves crayons, loves to eat them. Poor Mabelle yells at him "NO CASH, you don't eat crayons!!", and he just laughs. Mabelle never ate crayons, she would rather keep her chi-chi in, and scribble....not Cashy, he takes his chi-chi out and throws it, so he can shove as many crayons in his mouth possible.

Starts out like a normal coloring session (notice his chi-chi by Ruby's butt, it bounced off her when he launched it). Mabelle multi-tasking...coloring while she bosses and loves on Ruby.

Beginning his crayon meal...

Shoveling more in.

Laughing at Mabelle as she yells.

Sampling one without paper.

Trying one at a time instead of multiple crayons.

Laughing at Mabelle again...this time with his funny goat laugh. (it's almost an evil laugh sometimes!!)

p.s. I need better lighting following me & the kids around at all times...

Playing on the Slide

I am now ill, fun...fun (and everyone else is feeling MUCH better). The kids were entertaining themselves, playing on Cash's slide...and I took the opportunity to take more pics.

Evidence of how loud it is here...just imagine the loud yells coming from those little mouths! LOL!

"Aaaaaarrrrggghhhhhhhhh!"

Curling his lip...so cute!

The only pic she'd pose for!

I have NO idea where he gets his big mouth from.
My little monkey discovered she can hang upside down.

"Mom! Mom! Mom! Take a picture of this! Look I'm upside down."