Pants!

10.12.12.

 

 

Today was totally, completely, utterly PANTS! From start to finish. Rubbish. To top it all, the boy is really quite poorly. My predictions have been correct.

 

 

I have taken the decision today to keep him off nursery tomorrow. I feel bad about the implications at school, but my boy comes first. It quite often seems to be the other way around; this isn't right.

 

 

Hence my evening was spent emailing and making phone calls. I feel better for making this decision now. I just need him to get better now.