Mr cute

Poor Elliott just can't catch a break lately. His latest bout of hand foot and mouth is his third illness in a month. But he hardly ever stops smiling, even with weepy sores on his face.

I spent the day home with him today (it's my last day of my own sick leave). He is just at a stage where he will try and repeat anything I say. Today he started saying egg, squeak, please and through (as in Elliott coming through!). We had a lovely time together.