I fell over at work last week and badly sprained my ankle.
And, because I am favouring it, I now have aches and pains up my leg.
Life is tough!!
And my poor baby boy (all 6 foot of him) has some awful virus.
Don't you hate it when they are worse off than you?
All I wanted was a little sympathy.
But, no.
He is lying there looking pathetic.
So, I hobble around and bring him flat lemonade.
And little plates of goodies in case it might tempt him to eat.
He sure looks cute.
Just like he was when he was 2.
Oh, those were the days
