The cat

Ok, we're actually still feeling totally rubbish, so with a total lack of imagination, it's a picture of the cat. 

We're barely left the house today, and I don't think anyone has complained, not even the boys. I felt like a super-hero for clearing up lunch (the husband had to do breakfast, that was a bit beyond me).  We've kind of tag-teamed today, the husband had to retire to bed for a couple of hours after lunch, thankfully, he was re-charged enough ready to make dinner as I'd run out of energy.  

We've decided that this Christmas hasn't been our best.  We're living in hope that we wake up tomorrow feeling much better.