Spotting the Problem
George, Freddy, Jack and Toby have chickenpox.
Jack has more spots than I ever would have thought would fit on his little body. He’s got a spot on his eyelid (he had a stye last weekend and thought he had another and told me, “I’ve got a tie in my eye!”) and a massive one right in one of the creases on his neck. Freddy isn’t far behind him and is complaining of a headache (he’s quite a headache-y child). George isn’t so bad, but still has a good covering of spots. I was hoping Toby wouldn’t get it, but he’s got a handful of small red marks that could be chickenpox, and two large spots on his back that certainly are.
George and Freddy were awake and talking and turning on their bedroom light at 2.30 this morning. It was after 3.30 before they settled down again.
They’ve got friends coming today (the friends have already had chickenpox).
I want to hide 
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I still haven’t got over the horror of just how many Amelie managed to fit on her body. She had spots on spots, it was horrible. It really is a disgusting virus - i hated it for violating those lovely smooth skinned little bodies. Blech. Poor you.
It is pretty gross. I’d rather they’d get it now than wait until they were adults though, and at least the rest have had the courtesy to get it all in one go, to minimise the houseboundness
oh no - hope they’re feeling better today? Has Henry had it?
Yep, he had it a few years ago. Of course he’s explaining all the differences between his experience and Barney’s by saying that “French chickenpox” is different