Dripping

The day got off to a less than relaxing start when Miss E bellowed up the stairs that she needed her food tech ingredients. 
At 7.45am. 
When she leaves the house.
Well you know where it all is love!
When I had the audacity to suggest she help me get it all together she ended up wailing that she didn't understand, had terrible tummy ache and ended up in a heap on the floor. I wasn't overly sympathetic.
Which made me feel pretty awful when matron rang from school a couple of hours later to say she looked like death, had awful stomach cramps and could she have paracetamol. I offered to go and get her but she wanted to soldier on.
I got another call at 1pm to say she was suffering and could I go and get her. Armed with a hot water bottle and a Twirl I picked her up and we had an afternoon snuggling on the sofa watching the photography. Honestly, some of her photos are better!!