Bows, bells, baubles and beads

“I don’ wan’ nuffin’!” *Door slams*

You’d expect that to be a teenager, but it was Ro this morning. He has an alarming habit of throwing teenage style tantrums. I really was hoping that we’d have 10 more years before dealing with this.

Mostly though, today, I’m just glad that he’s woken up feeling well (if rather grumpy). His daddy is sick and currently barely able to move from his bed (asking Ro not to kick daddy in the head was what prompted the outburst above). Ro looked like he was heading the same way, which would have been bad, given my big work deadline on the 10th. I’m already having to take tomorrow off for a funeral (which I hope mUrt is feeling better for).