Filthy, diseased vermin

Monkey Boy eventually gets around to completing the homework he’s had all week to do and needs to present this morning. In fairness, he’s been trying to tell me all week. Just in such a way that doesn’t distinguish from the other project he has to do, and sounding like…

Then there were three … and four

Monkey Boy crashed out on bed and not dealing with sickness well. Chippie got temp, thankfully no vomiting, but not sick enough to be listless. Can, however, now climb onto change table. Fabulous. I missed the temp, but got a terribly sore chest, disgusting cough and, in typical fashion, the…