Yesterday, nine kids were off sick out of my son’s Reception class of 25. Last night, he got home, clambered onto the sofa, then went fast asleep, snotting and wheezing like a 90 year-old man.
I think I’ll keep him off today. But if he thinks he’s going to be watching cartoons all day…oh, alright then!
9am Update: The lad got out of bed and said: ‘It’s boring here.’ And asked to go to school. So that’s where he is! Stern stuff.