Note the spot of drool on the couch.
Son#2 is sick. Ran a fever of almost 39 degrees for the last two days.
Not one to feel overly sorry for himself, he just carries on until we sit in the car and he can lean on my arm, or until we're back at the house and we switch the TV on.
Then he'll resign himself to the fact that he can lie down and he finally closes his eyes.
Takes a bomb to wake him up after he's dozed off on the couch.
Kids can be so sweet and vulnerable when they're sick.
Son#2 is a mixture of sweetness and crankiness.
Today we're off to Agde, on the coast.
A city built from volcanic rock.
Lots of Greek influences.
Hope it's nice.
Hope all the kiddies are feeling better
and that everyone is up to being
co-operative.
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