Sophie finally managed to co-ordinate forward movement this morning. Her big brother was cheering her along; it was very sweet. But time to batten down the hatches, start closing the doors and clearing the floors.
No matter how fast she will get, she couldn't out run the chickenpox. The first little spots showed up on her face yesterday (we were hoping they were baby acne or milk spots) but she had more on her arms this morning. Not as angry red as Seb's but still the pox... So that means another week of trying to quarantine the household from other kids and spaces where pregnant women linger (like DIY stores or supermarkets). I am getting a little cabin-fever, though Seb is holding up remarkably well.
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