Can't Keep a Good Man Down

Andrew is 21 months old today. He has an upper respiratory viral infection which has us giving him albuterol through a nebulizer and mask a couple of times a day. He looks like a fighter pilot but sits surprisingly patiently when getting the treatments (getting read to by Daddy never hurts... a little Truck Duck goes a long way).Even though he's got a nasty cough, he feels fantastic and hasn't been slowed down one bit. Mom's in town and brought a table/chairs set that both she and I used as children. Now, Andrew does his coloring there.

He was still in pretty good spirits after bathtime, wearing his most favorite dragon towel.

We even made it to the zoo yesterday to take advantage of the insanely beautiful weather in the 70s. He's posing here with Grandma Diana.

And finally, this morning, he was even in a great mood when we drug him out of bed at 6 am to participate in the March for Meals 5K through the zoo. Jon ran the 5K and I did the "fun walk" with Andrew. Jon did really well, considering that his last race was years ago.

He was ready to go for it, Elmo and cheerios in hand.

Afterward, he had a lot of fun running around the finish line area.

So, you can't keep a good man down. Happy 21-month birthday to our little fighter pilot.