Christmas morning was a sad morning for Mr Cooper. He woke up with the continued fever from the previous day plus a crazy cough sounding a lot like croup. Poor boy, he miserably sat and tried to seem excited for us ;)
He made out with some fun loot although at the time we felt like we had failed because he didn't really play with anything except for one toy...
...which was the farm set from Grandma and Grandpa. That was the biggest hit of the morning.
Later we headed to Steve's parents and the snow headed in. I was excited. Apparently Atlanta has not had a white Christmas for 128 years. How lucky were we! (Plus they ended up canceling church the next day because of the storm, thumbs up snow day)
Cooper seemed to fare a bit worse as the day went on but willingly sat through another round of presents, he loved his new shape sorter.
So by the evening Cooper's breathing did not sound good or normal so we headed to the ER on the way home. It was confirmed croup and they gave him a steroid liquid that was like magic. After a 5 hour evening at the hospital we were back home at 1am to end the day. I say magic liquid because I think it worked wonders quickly, he slept great and woke up better with a looser cough the next day. Phew. Could have been a rough few days waiting til monday to go to the pediatrician. Memorable Christmas 2010.