By the time I got home, having collected his antibiotics - no champagne for him at his birthday party, then! - he was all smiles, haring around the house and rediscovering favourite toys with an enthusiasm utterly out of proportion to the two days he had been away from them.
I guess that means he was glad to be home, too.
Better still, Heather and I have just both had an uninterrupted night's sleep - nine whole hours! - for the first time since Zac was born. No doubt it was just a one-off and tonight we'll be back to the usual middle-of-the-night routine, but you've got to appreciate these small mercies when you can. We wouldn't have it any other way.
P.S. Oh my God, he's one tomorrow! Time flies, eh?
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