PJ masks.

Thankfully this morning Lincoln was feeling loads better.  His fever soaked to 41.9 by the time I was heading to bed. By morning thankfully he was back to normal.  I still kept him at home for the day. Him and the Jedi had a day in the house and a play on the trampoline.  

I managed to gut the wildlings bedrooms and strip beds. As well as a few other jobs. But I'm knackered.  My cough has had me up since before 3am. 

I made a few productive phonecalls to some MP's and councillors earlier. I have another one going to call me back. One has offered to come along to my meeting on Monday.  As I'm not just meeting with the head teacher I've said that I'll decline that offer as I don't want to ambush the other person that's coming along,  but if nothing gets sorted out at the meeting then we will arrange another one where they will come along too. 

Xander is doing homework at the moment.  It's such a battle. It's a times table activity with colouring in and gosh it's a struggle with him. He's hitting a very awkward stage and pushing my boundaries.  I admit I get worked up and some days I walk away to the recycling outside tye back door so I don't lose my ship. 

Hey ho , I will have 4 teenagers in this house at one point.  Maybe I should start praying now. 

Happy St brigids day to my lovely Irish friends.