Our day started earlier than expected when we were called on to tend to a suddenly unwell child. Unwell in the change the sheets and disinfect the bathroom in the middle of the night sense.
He seemed fine and went back to bed. Exile #2 had the beginnings of a migraine and so took some painkillers.
By the time we were done it was nearly time for my alarm to go off for my nine-mile run. I decided to just get on with it. When I got back everyone was awake and seemingly well. We had a normal Saturday breakfast and then the real fun began.
Both the girls had birthday parties - Exile #4 had two with a quick transfer in the middle, Exile #3 had one with an entertainment-to-food transfer in the middle and we were possibly one driver down due to the migraine (in fact - much to everyone's relief - Exile #2 has been almost-OK all day).
Looking for a fun-for-him outdoor activity away from other kids, we went to the park where, amongst other things, he rode his tricycle.
And rode and rode and rode.
Happily, he seemed completely his normal self. Afterwards, we had a few minutes to kill so we grabbed a drink and a snack.
At bed time tonight he reported that he'd had a very special day because he got to hang-out with Daddy.
Then he proved that he is still sick. More disinfectant...more laundry...oh boy.
Happy days! No actually, I mean that - and now we just hope for a quiet night.