A missed moment of glory


Well it's the first time I've seen white, puss-y blooms on my tonsils for a while.

In fact, I don't think I have ever witnessed them before, myself. I have heard tell of such horrors. One thing I can say is that it does seem to give you bad breath.

I've said it before but it bears saying again, since this blog is about the experience of having kids. You're not allowed to be sick, with young children. You can be ill. You can have temperatures of 38 degrees (nearly); you can go off your food and spend the whole evening in bed (when the kids are asleep, of course) and you can feel somewhat faint and queasy. But you still have to be "on" when they're up.

Nurse practitioner's appointment in the morning. After having taken Nora to nursery and given James his breakfast, of course.