Wan plucky Girl

Instead of running the errands I'd planned on today, I've been at home keeping a poorly Girl company. Sick in the morning, fever by the afternoon. She's desperate not to miss tomorrow's Field Day (a sort of non-competitive sports day during which everyone gets very wet). We'll have to see.

Still, at least we got to snuggle up on the sofa and read Kate DiCamillo's The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane, which I think we would both recommend. I snuffled my way through the sad bits, and my daughter looked at me with benign curiosity.

But most of the time she has looked pale and wan and stoical. Here's a reminder of happier times from a couple of days ago: