Tried to get Ruth to daycare this morning. That failed miseably. She was so fucking angry and pissed off I took her temperature. 39 degrees C. Whoops!
No daycare for Ruth and no work for me. At least not until 13:00 when Emmah gets home and I can go to work to place this weeks orders.
So now I've just put her to bed again and she's sleeping soundly. I can wash some of the ski-trips clothes and maybe prepare the gymbag for tonight. But that's it I guess. She's so täppt i näsan that I don't think she'll sleep much at all.
That sucks.
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Livet e hårt som fighter å päron med sjuka barn =)
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