The pox

That's a shame, I thought. Youngest has a spot on his neck and he's got his school photo tomorrow. Oh well, never mind.

Oh dear, I thought. There's another on his face. He's going to look like he's got...chicken pox...

"How many spots do I have Mum?"
"40, so far"
"Did you count my nipples?"
"No, that's not including your nipples"

Quick trip to Asda for piriton, calamine lotion, some ridiculously expensive mousse that's supposed to help him heal better, pizza, ice cream and ice lollies. All prescribed by the doctor (well, most of it). The doctor also prescribed lots of cuddles. I can do that :-)