Aiden had a rough night last night, as did we... we woke up at 2am to Aiden coughing like I've never heard before. I knew the second I heard it that it was croup, which the doctor confirmed this morning. Aiden slept remarkably well for being as constricted as he was. We didn't sleep much after we woke up the first time. I was too worried about his breathing. I laid in bed for a while and every now and then I'd hear Aiden talking in his sleep. He would say "back to walking," "don't look back, dirty percy's on our track," "poor scoop, poor rolley," then he whispered the words to row, row, row your boat. Then this morning after we got back from the doctor, he kept saying, "I have croup." He makes me laugh!