The Albuteral wound Zander up like a Christmas Dreidel, and knocked him over like a wag from Guinness' tail.
You can't quite hear the snoring in this video, but know that it was loud enough to entice me into the nursery to check on the little chick pea before I went to bed.
There's not too much coughing this morning, so hopefully the babe is on the mend. Unfortunately, he HATES his antibiotic, again. Last night we had to hold Baby Boris down, purse his lips, pinch his nose and he still spewed the white goo across the room like D just told a bad joke.
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