So, the boy slept until eight this morning. He obviously needed the two hour lie in. He was super needy, cuddly and a bit floppy. I gave him a bath to remove the crusty snot from his face and began the strict regime of medicines to keep his temperature down and cough syrup to soothe his throat and hacking cough.
We mainly hung out, watched television, read books and played with cars. He's off his food a bit - must be ill.
Dexter slept for four hours this afternoon. He obviously needed it, and it's unlikely he would manage this amount of sleep at nursery.
I managed to do some mock exam marking, stay on top of my work emails and clear the washing basket.
There are officially only eight more working days - and twenty more blogging days. I'm digging deep.