Wash day

...well, every day's wash day but it's just a title.

Dexter's still not getting over this cold and we also suspect there are some teeth trying to poke their way through.  Paracetamol was called upon twice.   
Despite his being ill and grumpy, we had a surprsingly good day. I'll happily put up with snot all over my jumper if it means I can get cuddles and be of some comfort to him.  I still managed to get some smiles and laughs out him even at his most upset.
 Parenting!