Well its day 3 after chemo, and despite being very grizzly Harry seems not too bad. Unfortunately it was Madeleine who came down with a bug on Wednesday, and spewed for England, all over my newly cleaned sofa cushions. She was deffo ill as she didnt move from the sofa and there wasn't even a glimmer of a mention of sweeties. 24hrs later and she's demanding them so she must be ok now.
Matthew came home from school with a wobbly front tooth. He's quite a clever little boy and often questions things, so part of me wasn't surprised when he announced that there is no such thing as the tooth fairy. I was just thinking how sad hat his little innocence was gone and then had to stop myself laughing out loud when he then said it must be Father Christmas who brings your coin. Har har har.