At home with Callum

Thursdays. Days at home with Callum unless we're beach coming or otherwise sightseeing. So we took a trip to IKEA and came back with a few pretties. I have an insatiable need at the moment to prettyize things. Here goes. And yes, I've been a very absent blogger for so long. I'm currently on a Facebookation with the view to getting more words down here on the blog as more of a permanent record of our lives. I've also been unable to keep up with the pace demanded from Facebook and in the end, something's gotta give. I don't want that to be us.

Strangely, a few hours later, Callum was sick. He'd had reflux whilst we were out shopping and he had no idea what was going on. Given he's the healthiest kid on the planet, that juxtaposition between his health and that of his brother's, he suddenly started to be violently sick in the evening and both he and I were shocked, it was unrelenting, and I ironically, was a little panicked, fight or flight, thinking hospital and all that stuff. I don't recall him actually having been sick since he was just a wee baby. Needless to say, he was back to his happy, bouncy self the next day.