Poorly boy

We had a horrid night last night. Xander’s cough was so bad he couldn’t sleep. We got up this morning all feeling rather bedraggled. Xander was sounding quite wheezy so we got an early appointment at docs. The verdict is a chest infection and we were sent home with a weeks course of antibiotics.

We sat and watched Cars 3 this afternoon and at some point we both dozed off. James took this lovely, unflattering, but real life, mummy and son photo.