Games and breathing

I think we are in a January slump around here.  Everybody's more or less sick and generally crabby.  Break out the games though, and we perk up.  Tonight's selection, after some butt-kicking in Wii tennis, was Chutes and Ladders. 

Little Miss's cough was starting to sound yaky-gaky so the breathing treatment machine re-appeared.  Never a happy moment. As she says, "that thing freaks me out."  Me too.  Loverboy is in charge of it.  I provide moral support, hand-holding, or threats of going to the doctor, depending on how the evening is going.

It went pretty well.  Seems to have helped the cough.  No one freaked out.  Always a good thing around here.

 Even Emily chilled, providing full bff calming support.  She usually tries to attack the vapor.