I feel ill. Again. Just a cold but grrrrr it’s annoying. I’ve had a day of looking after my youngest child, who was ill this morning for about thirty minutes before school and then perfectly fine all day demanding attention. By four o’clock I was struggling and a bit flat. My beloved youngest daughter laughed at me.
“That’s not nice to laugh at me. Mummy’s not feeling very well” I said.
“It’s not that Mummy. It’s just when you pull that face you have a maze on your forehead”.
Shoot me now…