Jags or Jabs?

Lots of rushing around today. Took poor O to have his first lot of jags this morning (or jabs to the English readers, I have learned!) He was a brave little boy and only let out a little cry for a few seconds. What a little star - this was after 8 1/2 hours sleep at which point I woke him up for fear of sleeping in. He woke up all smiles and still didn't cry for his milk.

Quick stop home, then off to a friend's house for a rushed lunch and leave H to play with her friend Kerr whilst I took O to baby massage class. There was 1 other person there this week so not too bad. Sped back to pick H up again afterwards, then shopping at Tesco for dinner. H wanted to go on the little rides outside, and today was the first time we've put the money in and she hasn't wanted off (shame, it will cost us a lot more this way now!)

Splashed around in the paddling pool with H, even though she was very tired, before making dinner. Then it was off to hospital to visit my dad. It's the first day after his operation so he was a bit groggy and confused, and clearly in discomfort. Hoping to see an improvement tomorrow.