Oh a teeeeny part of me is cackling with glee that for four whole days he is going to have to be me. If only I could have wished my period on him too (not that I have it but its a part of mummy life so why not give him the full surround sound experience) I bet that it will be no longer than sometime after lunchtime saturday before he is ringing with complaints like I should feel sorry for him. I feel sorry for the boys because he has never had to deal with all 3 for longer than a few hours and he has very little patience.

Hopefully Rip wont suddenly turn into an angel and make a liar out of me.