Orla was back at the "doctor-dentist" today. They have decided that her tooth does have to come out under general anaesthetic after all, so she will now go on the waiting list for an appointment at Yorkhill, which could take 2-3 months. It got her a day off school and time with her dad, so all in all she was happy.

Conor ate like a horse today apparently. All of his own dinner and stealing bits of everyone else's. Mum said he didn't drink much during the day though, so hopefully he will rectify that as the days go on. We've heard some news words from him today. He calls my Mum "Ga-ga" and when he was having his bath, he picked up the duck and definitely said quack. But then we have him a plastic rayfish and he said quack to that too.