The cold that I’d been fighting for almost two weeks finally got the better of me over the weekend. In fact, my throat was so sore last night that I hardly slept a wink. And then today I had that achiness in my joints that just makes you want to curl up in bed and do nothing. But of course that’s not exactly possible when there are three little people who literally depend on you for everything. Literally.
A highlight of the weekend was that we finally managed to take a family photo for the first time since leaving the hospital with James. To fully appreciate the depth of this achievement, you need to have some understanding of how hard (read: impossible) it is to get a fifteen month old and a two and a half year old to sit still in the same place and to look in the same direction at the same time. Thanks to my family for their amazing Asian paparazzi skills!
From left to right: Pete (said fifteen month old), daddy, Angus (said two and a half year old), mummy and “baby James”
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