I had the day off on Wednesday. Master T hurt his neck. This is his fourth neck injury with the first one being when he was 18 months. He was walking up some stairs and was holding a ball when he sort of just fell backwards. On to concrete (or cement - can never remember which is the final product). He had bruising plus plus plus and ripped his little ear. This time he thought he could do a back swing on a balustrade and forgot that there was another rail lower down which collected him nicely on the back of his neck. We have just come back from having a massage. He has whiplash. I'm taking him to see an osteopath next as all those injuries must amount to some sort of misalignment. Is it a boy thing?
We had a nice day together though. Lots of kisses and cuddles. I gave him a mango yoghurt iceblock at 9.15. He thought I was joking. Apparently is was 'so good'. I managed to clean the laundry cupboard from top to toe in preparation for the Bug-Man coming to spray and kill my unwanted house guests.
Ciao for now...