Winter has arrived.
And like never before, my rose-tinted spectacles have failed me.
The sickness bug struck the Johnson's.
It's why there was no Word of the Week from me last week.
The word summarises both weeks.
Winter has arrived and our ability to keep healthy has wavered.
Seren and Seb seemed to get a mild bug.
Then it took hold of me.
And then Mr J.
And as always, finally and worse, Tom. Who ended up taking a couple of days off school last week.
The weekend was used to recuperate.
And we started this week afresh.
But something wasn't right.
Tom came home on Monday and fell asleep on the sofa- completely unheard of.
Tuesday and Wednesday was the Nativity- and fortunately Tom managed to make both performances.
And I was so proud of King Tom and Shepherd Seb.
But then the worst night.
And so Tom is back off school.
In brighter news, Seren had a letter from school congratulating her on her Callio 'Green' rating for 100% attendance. And she's also gone up a level of her reading books.
I am of course very proud of her reading ability.
Work is vaguely ok, it's swings and roundabouts, at the moment I'm happy- hooray!
And Christmas is, touch wood, in hand.
Maybe, if everyone's feeling up to it, the decorations might go up this weekend!