Sick child picture alert!

Why is it that when I feel at most foul tempered and quite honestly..........horrible, do things like christmas have to happen at the same time?

When I feel like this, I want to move into a cave and not speak to anyone.

I'm just tired today..........poor rediculously tall.....looks 10 not 7 wee J was up every hour vomiting.

As I mentioned yesterday.......I'm not good with vomit. I wonder if daddys are any good with it? Hhmm.......I wonder..........will I ever find out?

Maybe K should be on sick bucket duty tonight.

(Couldn't find the basin last night so had to use a biscuit tin)