Is This Wood Real?

I have spent the last few weeks stating bravely that we have been extremely healthy this year. I always followed by saying, "Knock on wood" because in Wisconsin no one escapes winter without at least one major virus. I must have been knocking on wood laminate because last night Lizzie was up coughing all night. Seriously, all night. It was not her typical asthma cough, it was a croupy, barky cough. Finally I moved her downstairs and she slept in the LoveSac (the story of the Love Sac is another post for another day) and I slept on the couch in spurts between her coughing attacks. So she is home today...again...and I am not going to tell anyone else about how healthy we've been this year.