When I rang Jake’s nursery and they said to keep him home for another few days, I was relieved. He’s soooo much fun right now. Shortly after, I found the first pox spot on his arm. He’s only developed three tiny spots since this morning and hasn’t even noticed them. He’s probably too distracted by the pain in his “bot-bot” from pooing. It’s giving us flashbacks to the bad old days. Since Paul’s home, I managed to get to town for a tempura udon lunch, two sketchbooks, two cupcakes and an unexpected sense of no longer belonging in that world.