Home with the flu (again?)

Just when I thought the girls had regained their health, Beth is sick again.

She couldn't have chosen a "better" time.

I'd just parked at the school's unofficial drop-off zone and walked round to her side when she declared, "I feel sick."

"What do you mean you feel sick? You weren't sick this morning. What kind of sick? Is it because you're hungry? Do you want to start on your snack? Is it tummy pain?"

If there's anything I hate, it's being caught by surprise and having my plans changed last minute.

"I don't know," Beth winced. "I just feel sick."

The absolute irony (or humour) of it all was that here she was, just five minutes from her classroom, all dressed for another day at school.

And she hadn't said a word the whole morning about not feeling well.

I thought, should I be firm and just send her to school?
Is she trying to wag?
But it's not like Beth to want to skip school.
Beth loves school.

So we turned around and joined the queue of departing cars.

As I type this, the girls are having brekkie and watching Sesame Street.

Ah...all the old favourites are still there.

• Elmo and his infectious giggle and readiness to give hugs,
• Cookie Monster who just can't resist a cookie, even when blindfolded
• Oscar the Grouch and the story of Trash Gordon
• Ernie who must wake Bert in the middle of the night to reminisce about the times they've spent together
• The Count announcing the number of the day...

I lurve Sesame Street, and I'm glad my kids get to watch it too.

As for In The Night Garden....(frown)....I find it a bit too twee.
The language.
Even the names
Upsy-Daisy? Macca-Bacca? Iggle-Piggle?
That is SO Teletubbie.
Eewww.

Do people actually talk to their babies like that??

I hope J doesn't start talking in that high-pitched way.