nurgh – this does not feel like Tuesday – my body clock is convinced we’re later in the week… must be the working Saturday that done it.
Well – having been to the doctors (we still had to wait 10 mins after I arrived for Jack’s appointment) he ‘officially’ has impetigo. His friend Jessie has the same thing, & we saw him arriving as we left. Actually he had the same sort of over ebullient hyper that Jack had as well – lurching round his mum with a cheeky grin. Louise says that she was glad that I arrived when I did as Jack was starting to try to be naughty to provoke her – which he had been doing a lot that day. He calmed down a bit when I arrived & wriggled about on the chair next to me jumped on me a bit – but for the most part stayed with us & didn’t run about (which he has done on previous visits). He also told a lady who came to sit near us that, “When you get really really really old… then you turn into a baby again!”. Not sure at all where he got that one from – that’s not very CofE (as per his school) – sweet tho.
We popped in on his school on the way home to pick up his ‘Santa outfit’ which he was to be wearing at the school concert that evening. One of the teachers we say said that it was a shame & all that & she hoped that he would be better enough for their Xmas party on Thursday. Louise hopes so to as she has her weekly midwife visit then, & it would be all the easier with just Eve to manage. Jack was apparently to be one of the Santas for the ‘I saw Mummy kissing Santa Claus’ routine… as was Jessie – they were going to be 2 mummies without Santas that evening…