Airplane rides mean sick germs for Levi. We got home from El Paso Sunday, and now he has croup. Combined with the separation anxiety we already have about going into the crib to sleep, it's a recipe for disaster! After two separate attempts at nap and lots of tears (not to mention screaming to the point of hoarseness), I gave up and let Levi veg on the couch this afternoon. Of course each time he was almost asleep, he started to cry again.
Once I got his Spunky to snuggle with, we finally had success!
