Poor Preston has had such a hard time breathing. It is so sad to listen to him. Mostly it is during the night that it really bothers him. We have spent the last several nights steaming him up in the shower. It hasn't seemed to really help though. Last night I even had Mike give him a priesthood blessing. I rarely have him do that. I figured that Heavenly Father fixed our washer AND our dryer when we prayed about it . . . Preston is certainly more important than either of them! Even as bad as Preston sounds, it still isn't anywhere near how bad Stockton would get when he was little. These little boys sure know how to pull at my heart strings!
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