Well he's been doing homework today, and we're just about to start working on a poetry assignment (which I think looks really fun but he's not so keen), so he's doing fine. He's a bit off colour, but nothing too drastic, and he's still well enough to try a bit of back chat every now and then, so I'm pretty sure he's not going to die.
Tonight we're having chicken risotto and some kind of vege loading somehow. Maybe a ragout or something like that, or maybe just a nice yummy fresh salad.
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Kind words are the music of the world. F. W. Faber
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