Who are those masked girls???

In December we found out "officially" that Aria has asthma. She had needed a few breathing treatments in the past, but on Christmas Eve she had a horrible cough and was finally diagnosed. We went to an Asthma Specialist to care for both her allergies and her asthma, and we are finally on the right track with her care. She still needs breathing treatments regularly, but she is doing so much better now that we have her on the right medications! She is such a trooper and now tells us when her chest feels tight and she needs a treatment.
Gianna is under house arrest.(Which is making this mommy a tad loopy.) She isn't supposed to be around germs and so church, shopping carts, restaurants have been No-No's since mid January. There are times when we just HAVE to get out of the house -Like when Daddy's in Amsterdam and we run out of milk, or when the weather is GORGEOUS and we have cabin fever.... Anyhoo, we have found a solution for those times- her hazmat outfit. She happily wears a mask, gloves and glasses, and although people stare at her like she has the bubonic plague, we are both happy campers JUST TO LEAVE THE HOUSE!!!!  Isn't she the cutest????

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  1. KimFebruary 13, 2009 at 9:20 AM

    Kisses to the prettiest masked bandits I have ever seen!

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  2. VashtiFebruary 16, 2009 at 10:29 AM

    so cute!!!!!! I just spent some time catching up on your blog due to my long absence and it sounds weird but they look older than when I was last on here! Hahaa!
    xxx

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