Kyra got a cold. She is laying in her bed trying to fall asleep. I am snuggling with Brandon in his bed per his request (which later turned into going downstairs to ask me to sit with him in my room while he is falling asleeP :)
All of a sudden Kyra yells:
- Only one side of my nose is breathing.
Me:
- Yes, you can not breath because your nose is stuffed up because you got a cold.
- No, I do not have one.
- Oh.. Then why can't you breath?
Silence..then..
- If I could not breath, I would be dead....
Another 30 seconds, another yell:
- Mommy... It's empty!
- What is empty?
- My nose!! It is empty! It is not stuffed up, there is nothing inside of it and I can not breath.
For love of God, she would not take medicine, put vaseline on her nose so it is not sore and would not put Wicks on her chest. At the same time she would not stop complaining she can't breath out of her nose and.. by the way.. she does not have a cold.
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