Finally, having swept through the preschool and taken down most children, the chickenpox virus is upon us. Alban was grouchy on Thursday and I knew something was up when he turned down cakes and biscuits at the school cake sale - always a surefire warning. His best friend had come out in spots that day so it was just a matter of waiting. Then overnight the first signs appeared.
Today he slept loads and after a late lunch was smiling away:
Maybe it was the love from his big sister that cheered him up?
Now we are fighting the itchiness with calamine lotion and Piriton.
I hope my boy keeps on smiling through.
x x x
