The kids woke spotty on Monday. So I kept them home from kohanga incase they had chicken pox. And I relocated them out to Nana and Grandad’s house for a bit more space and helping hands. But while the spots have increased in number, the number is pretty low so it is not likely to be chicken pox. Annoyed that I might have mistaken insect bites for chicken pox I finally got an appointment today with our family doctor, who said it was still likely to be some kind of virus and not bites. So I’ll continue to play the wait-and-see game and see what happens to my grizzly darlings. Meanwhile they had a great time visiting ducks and parks, taking long buggy walks and trike rides, and eating ice blocks, ice cream and yoghurt.