What a night

 

Cassian went to bed early. He had a cold and was feverish, even though in the morning the doctor found that he was fine. At four in the morning he woke, because his ear infection had flared back to life. Hubby brought him back home at eight in the morning, so that his dad could bring him to the doctor again. Mum stayed at home this time. Each time I see her during a Whatsapp chat she and Flavius have more pustules in the face. Chicken pox is a pest!
Family number three and son number four arrived at the same time. Since then it's a constant hassle, Elsa eating not a bit of what's on the table, Matthäus wanting all of it and getting nothing and number three eating his portion and all what's left of the chicken Hungarian style. We did a short walk after lunch then sat (and slept) in the sun for a while. It was 23 degrees today- just as promised!
I am not sure if I will even post tomorrow. We are at number one for a morning coffee, then it's cooking time again, and after lunch it's me who will do mummy cab for daughter and her friends. Means I will be off for about an hour, at home I we will have more coffee then I will be off for another hour. Blessedly the four ladies had changed their plans for this afternoon, so that my day has not ended in total disaster...

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