Twenty Four Hours
Twenty four hours and all is now calmer in the Tabiboo household.
Not a bucket to be seen in sight - though those past twenty four hours............phew!!
We did have a touch and go moment though yesterday when the littlest boo was crashed out on the sofa and the phone started ringing, which woke her up and had me cursing, but it was the school 'crikey' another boo sick 'can you come and get him please!!' .....................OK, right away.
So off I pootled to the school to bring another sickly boo onto the sofa of 'sick' when the phone rang again 'oh no' not the last boo 'pleaaaaaasse'
But 'no' just a friend phoning to see how we were all doing?
At that point, not good, but this very moment in time - OK thank you. Though you know how it is, all could turn again - just one piece of toast and we could be right back at bucket stage!
Though as you can see so far so good and fresh air isn't off the menu, breath in and swallow as much as you like - it's all good and free!
The scene in our back garden this evening, now encroaching on dusk - well by the time I press the publish button it will probably be dark, I know but after twenty four hours of hanging heads in buckets they were desperate to escape outside.
Thank you for all your warm wishes yesterday and today - they certainly kept me going and made me feel sane - even when my eyes started drooping from mopping brows, holding back hair and lack of sleep!
I'm hoping to catch up tonight.