Poor ickle fella

Aw, my little Ben has got chicken pox, poor ickle fella!

He was supposed to start at playschool on Monday, now he'll probably have to miss the whole week, and I'll have to work from home a couple of days to look after him.

Everytime we check him he has more spots and none of them are scabbing over yet. Here's a yucky picture to give an idea what his back might look very like soon! I can't take his picture right now because he's asleep.

picture source: http://www.midizone.info/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/chicken-pox.jpg

Not well

I've got a pesky migraine which started up yesterday morning.

It didn't really help my "enjoyment" of the football (see below)

From nowhere...

Just before dinner Luke mentioned he had a headache "all over."

Seconds after sitting down at the table he was spewing chunks like there was no tomorrow. Talk about "complements to the chef!" I could understand it if it was my cooking but we were at my Mum's and her cooking's great!

The little really wanted to eat his dinner straight afterwards because he knew that there was a chance ice-skating would be cancelled tomorrow if he was poorly but I think he knew it wasn't wise to try.