Poorly babies

I had a meeting this morning which went really well and felt great as a result. 

Picked up the boys and the eldest was almost asleep and barely registered I was there, he'd been going downhill all morning apparently.  Both boys fell asleep on the way home and had a good sleep.  They spent the afternoon watching TV, both were sick (or, as the eldest told me as I asked if needed the loo 'poo in my mouth', think it's an inspired expression!) The youngest wanted cuddles all afternoon and barely had 5 minutes when he wasn't cuddling himself right into me.  It's oddly very nice to feel so, so needed,. 

Bed without supper, no complaints.  Rather more complaints about bath time and both were straight to sleep.  Fingers crossed for a better day tomorrow for them - and that they haven't passed it on!