Again, this morning, the determined child mentioned an extra trip to the toilet and a slight belly rumble. Pah! I AM MOTHER, HEAR ME ROAR!!! I zipped up his lunch bag, made sure that son #1 had his lunch money, threw my coat on, defrosted the car and made the usual tribal call of GETYOURARSEINTHECARNOW-ITSTIMETOGO.... I stopped at the shop on the way for milk for work and booted him out of the car at the school gates, slowing down to an almost-stop.
It's my husband on the phone:
"Hello love. The school have phoned. Jake has been sick everywhere so I've to go and pick him up. Oh, and by the way, my stomach has been a little off too. See you at half-five..."
Um... ok. Two family members down, two to go. Oh joy!
And you know that I'm going to be greeted with a grumpy "I told you I was ill" when I get home, don't you?