It's now been three long days and itchy nights of chicken pox and I am struggling with the lack of sleep. The kids seem intent on playing up. Within the last two lines Hamish has thrown a chocolatey hand on to my trousers and then thrown himself to the ground by tripping over a fire engine and now is having a good cry. I am counting down the minutes until Stevie comes home and just wish the kids would watch tv and not make a mess...
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Oh no.. chicken pox are dreadful! Poor little poppets (do you have a good supply of wine in the house?)
ReplyDeleteMy 2 nieces (then aged 8 & 10) came to visit many years ago.. and both of them came out in pox the day they were supposed to fly home.. that was fun.