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We're all poorly!

Is he poorly, or just not wanting
to be seen out with his
"Daddy Did It" hair cut....?
Gah...! Another reason to dislike winter...! The kids have another "bug". I think Georgie brought it into the house this time. He was sick on Friday night last week. Twice. And too poorly to go out anywhere when Nana came to visit on Saturday. Freddie was out of sorts too although it's hard to tell if he's poorly or just teething.

Then on Monday Jack was sent home from school before lunch time and was also sick twice. It meant that he missed going to Beavers (and getting the badges he's been working for - he'll have to wait until after half term to get them now) and going to the Valentines Disco at school. He was gutted!

Me and Mark have had queasy bellies, I was sick on Thursday night. And Tom was feeling ill last night. He was supposed to be having his Treat Night with Daddy. They were going to go to Pizza Hut, then switched to going for Fish & Chips instead... and then when it came to it he hardly ate a thing and they got a taxi home early. He's even missed his swimming lesson this morning. (Although it might be that he is just dodging being seen in public after Daddy cut his hair - and forgot to put the comb on the clippers for the first stroke... up the middle of his head!)

Freddie is just sleeping so much. He's off his solid food too opting to just have his Mummy Milk (which I am happy enough to provide) - and that means he is up uber early in the mornings. It's a bit draining.....

Oh well. I'm sure I saw someone put on Facebook that it's only 30-odd days till Spring!



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