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Get well soon.
Millie came home from school tonight and collapsed into bed. She’s stayed there and missed her dinner which is not like her at all. Evie decided she needed cheering up with a lovely picture quietly slipped under her door.
My drawing though didn’t fare as well tonight because my mind is elsewhere so I thought I treat you to a page of my “bloomers”.
After all, I am a doodlemum and my mind is on my kids today, especially Millie.
Mondayitis.
Monday-itis has struck once again. One poorly boy with a roaring temperature and a gloriously sunny day outside.
Cheer up!
You may be feeling under the weather Evie but here’s Gruff to cheer you up with his super noisy zombie killing ultimate lego machine!
Hurray…
Ych a fi.
(Means horrid – say “ugh – a – fee”).
I’m ill, I hate being ill.
Don’t mind waking up covered in get well notes though.
Do mind the slobby licks (Bonnie) and the well timed claws through my blanket (Arnie).
’tis the season…
…to be vomitting, fala la la laa la la la laah.
First day if the holidays and all three have succumbed to the lovely norovirus, how lovely.
Big little brother.
Millie’s been unwell the last few days, good job she has Gruff to look after her. He’s done a lovely job too.
The three am bugle call.
Ah do I hear the dulcet tones of a vomiting child in the early hours of the morning?
Best cat in the world.
What cat refuses to get off Evie’s bed even when she’s thrown up everywhere?
Arnie does.
Easter Bonnets 2013.
The Easter bonnet making frenzy has scaled new heights this year.
Evie has gone fluffy chick crazy and Gruff being Gruff decided he wanted an Easter helmet.
Christmas Lurgy.
No no no no no! Husband has brought home evil work lurgy thing days before Christmas!
I am armed with bleach bottle and hot water….
Evie’s Nanas gets a wash.
Yes even poor Nanas (pronounced as in bananas for those who are curious), fell victim to the torrent of vomit from Evie’s night of illness.
Into the washing machine he went for a wee spin.
Sickness and diarrhoea.
Enough said. It’s been a busy night. Millie and Evie are both ill with a nasty tummy bug. I’m sure Gruff isn’t far behind.
Sofa Bound
The Flu siege continues. The girls are rotten. Lots of sleeping, medicine and more sickness.
Can’t do much else at the moment.
Lurgy.
Millie 38.5, Evie 39.5. Gruff….annoying his sisters. More temperature, more lurgy, more illness.
I argued with the woman in Boots as she couldn’t sell me enough medicine for all of them as we have a idiotic law that prevents us from overdosing…..
Anyhow, ’tis the season and all that jazz…
Doodlemum 