This morning, pondered what I wanted to haul around the State Fair all day. None of the kids have had an asthma attack for a couple of years, thought about the emergency inhaler, decided I better take it, better safe than sorry.
Sure enough, youngest got a face full of cigarette smoke from some ditz in the midway and had an attack. So pretty happy I had it.
I felt after I at least saved him the embarrassment of healthcare intervention at the Fair, he laughed a little too hard when his dad and I both ducked at the prank bat that came from the rafters in the cattle barn.
Fun that ISU booth giving away the light sticks.