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Ottawacker Jr. into school again - at least for a while. We had the dreaded phone call from the office that he had been smacked in the jaw (have a guess how - that's right!) and was in a lot of pain. So off we went to get him. Normally I would have been suspicious, but as he is due to head off to W's for a sleepover tonight, I let my doubts alone.

C is still improving, although there are some slightly worrying signs relating to arm movements and leakage. Waiting for an MRI to reveal what is going on. No big worries though, which is a relief.

The As continue to entertain. When Ottawacker Jr. made his second Lazarus-style recovery in a week, their disappointment at a cousin disappearing into the sunset was only tempered by Mrs. Ottawacker's production of a cheesecake. You see - blackmail and food. Every time.