Kids say the darndest things... Especially in the South.

Our Little Bubba is sick. He caught a cold from his Big Sis recently and it turned out to be some big nasty virus called RSV. Supposedly it isn't very nice to the wee ones.

Turns out that after some coughing and wheezing, a trip to the pediatrician and two trips to the hospital, he has been diagnosed with bronchiitis (infant bronchitis) and pneumonia. He has some antibiotics to take as well as another medicine that he inhales through a nebulizer. Neato. He is such a trooper -- barely cries, a little fussing, but generally pretty happy. Good kid.

My Wonderful Wife, during a break while Little Bubba was napping this afternoon, took Big Sis for a ride down the driveway in the wagon. They were met by our neighbor's child, Katie, who is a precocious little 8 year old. Very nice kid, very talkative, and not shy at all. W.W. told Katie about how Little Bubba was sick, and that he had "Bronchitis and Pneumonia." Katie nodded knowingly, responding "Oh yeah. My cousin is sick too. He has Bronchitis and Dwarfism."