Poor Chicken

This was George first thing in the morning. He still had a high temperature, so I kept him off school, then as soon as the Calpol kicked in, he was running around as if nothing was wrong.

He loves school so he was upset to miss it.

As soon as he felt well enough to travel, we nipped to my mum’s and I did her Christmas decorations. Got most of it done, so not much to do tomorrow.