my sunshine on a rainy type of day sooc.

I am always so proud of Alfie when he is poorly, he stays so upbeat and sunny.

I dragged him to the Dr without the buggy yesterday getting impatient when we were running late. We were only going just to makesurehe was ok to start nursery, with his history we are a bit over cautious with colds etc. whenthe Dr who is v pragmatic chap (v nice but rather understated) said that he had crackles on his chest and went straight to the prescription and said on to nursery I felt so guilty!! And Alfie, he just got on with it when he must have felt like, well crap to be honest.

He wanted to sleep in Mammas bed last night so S went in his bed and I 'slept' with Alfie. I didn't get to bed to stupid o'clock because I was trying to get some work done and then got nooooooooooooo sleep because of being cuddled and coughed on.

He has been really good again today, just a bit up and down, very happy or very sad. In bed early for him again, his own by choice tonight though. Only real problem has been that he is learning to hate the vile banana amoxycilin. This is a nightmare for me as it goes everywhere and I am v allergic to it, throat closing, rash, vomit the lot!!! Not pretty so the battle commences every time.

This is himsat in the chair in the window. He saw a neighbour outside washing their partners gorgeous little Fiat 500 (lucky thing to get it washed and polished to a fabulous shine!!) who he was desperate to get to see him, not realising the blinds were at an angle that he wouldn't be able to. Got v upset!!

then it was Mummy pic pic, pic pic and all was well again. (that is until Mummy had to do bath and hair in her inept way, not normally my job).

Thank you all for your lovely feedback on yesterdays blip, both about the beads themselves and the rest.