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Today was the final day of the Easter hols. We took J to get weighed and he's still not putting enough on.
Went to town as I'd promised B I'd get him Prisoner of Azkaban. Was very proud of him! We couldn't go upstairs in our W H Smiths as they have no lift. B went upstairs and asked the lady to help him find it...not major for your average 9 year old but B is autistic. He came downstairs beaming and clutching his book. I always hate the end of the Easter hols, we always seem to have such a good time. At least I'm on maternity so I've no worries about going back!!!