*bang*

Poor Boo.

He came home from school feeling a bit wobbly, and ended up as sick as a dog… lying on the bathroom floor.

Of course, being the brilliant Mummy that I am, I had an allergic reaction to his vomiting all over the white bathmat and vomited myself!!  All whilst trying to be sympathetic but really cursing the fact that he didn’t reach for the bathroom bin which was … oh… 5 inches away!

He’s now trying to sleep.  I’m not sure how well he’ll manage that, so I’ll probably end up keeping him at home with me tomorrow.

This seems to happen fairly often after a weekend with DH.

The boys telephoned me last night in absolute tears because they were exhausted and DH wouldn’t let them go to bed!  He had his neighbours over, and they have two very small children, and DH insisted that my boys stay up WAY past their bedtime on a Sunday night to entertain said small children.  Despite my children crying and begging to be allowed to go to bed!  Sheesh.

So they’re over-tired and over-emotional.

But they’re home with me now.

They’ll recover.

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In the meantime I’m trying to juggle processing all of the photographs that I took over the weekend, spending time with my friend in the hospital, and spending time with my kids.

Here’s a taster…