Monday, 14 February 2011



Both of my boys are sick...the 'in bed' type sick. The type of illness where fevers blaze and food is declined (even ice cream and any other treat I could think of). It's a blessing just to get some water into them. On the days when our household is a mad-house, when I can barely hear myself think and the neighbours must loathe us, I wish for quiet days. But not illness quiet days. I prefer the boys yelling at the top of their lungs, as at least I know they're well.

I want those days back, please.

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