A round of antibiotics in my pocket, and I'm starting to feel human again.
Son#3 and I are home alone for the morning, and outside is lots of cold, rain and wind.
We're staying put, methinks.
Son#3 is still busy with his breakfast, after an hour and a half sitting at the table.
'Slow food' takes on a new dimension.
I bought myself tulips on my way home from the doctor's yesterday.
Well chuffed.
Little pleasures.
And treasures as well: Son#1's rendition of the Holy Family still sitting on the shelf since Christmas.
Back to bed with Son#3, as soon as he is finished...
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