Poor little boy

Unfortunately we were right about Ernie last night. Although we ended up putting him to bed fairly early, he tossed and turned all night. At just four and a half months old, he's dealing with his first bout of manflu remarkably well (much better than I do). His sinuses are blocked and he has a tickly cough but he's doing his best to stay in good spirits. Still, it must be tough when you have no idea why you suddenly feel so under the weather. The poor little man.

To help out, I thought I'd sneak out of work especially early tonight but instead of changing nappies and wiping up snot, I find myself here in front of Blip...

What's that Ernie? OK. I'm coming!