the corner office

Kid's been in nursery for less than a month and he's contracted chicken pox. Household is on battle alert. Poor lad thinks it's cool half the time 'I got chikkenpox' and the other half rather unhappy that his body is crawling with itches. Mother frazzled and sleep deprived. Poor kid, poor mom. Woe.

Father consigned to the spare room while Master L dosses down with mom. Father grateful; the spare room is become a haven of peace.