So much for the Nativity.

Today was meant to be a picture of my gorgeous most amazing F1 being a dancing shepherd in his nativity. Instead, we went to the GP and got prescribed 4 different meds and had a nebuliser due to a chest infection and asthma attack. Doh.

We considered taking him into school just for hour of the play, but having seen too much 'You've been framed' footage of fainting and puking children in nativity outfits we opted for the stay at home quiet option. Apparently Anna had to dance on her own.

On the plus side, I think E is on the mend and F2 has learned his lines for his nativity tomorrow.