If you have seen the Christmas morning videos you might not think that there was anything wrong with Lincoln but he just wasn’t himself all morning although non of us could put our finger on what the problem was? We put him in his cot around 10am for a nap and he slept for an hour or so before we woke him up to come an see Nannie who had arrived to spend the day with us. He opened even more presents and played again on his trampoline a little but he just wasn’t right and while we prepared dinner Nannie entertained them both.
We or should I Jamie (Head Chef) Forster had cooked the perfect standing rib roast
We called Nannie and the children to the table and Reagan was there like a shot and Nannie carried Lincoln in from the living room as we plated Reagan’s food up first. A shout came from the living room and we ran to see what the problem was to witness Lincoln being sick ALL OVER NANNIE 🙁 in a panic we rushed to her aid and especially rushed to a poor Lincoln who was now white as snow and looking decidedly ropey. Mommy and Nannie went to clean up upstairs and sort Lincoln out while I stayed with a bemused Reagan and ate our starters eventually joined by Nannie and Mommy with Lincoln looking very sorry for himself.
We decided to go and put Lincoln down again to sleep because he was not enjoying us eating in front of him so we could finish our dinner and he could rest. Unfortunately he threw up over Mommy and his bed clothes so that meant the main course was spent in shifts I ate my meal as quickly as I could so I could take over from Jamie who was bathing and then soothing Lincoln to sleep.
We eventually got him back to sleep and he was a good two and half hours before we woke him and his sister who had also joined him for a nap earlier. He was much brighter but still wanting to just hug Mommy and that pleased Mommy who was so worried.
We worked out that it was probably teeth because his gums and cheeks were really inflamed and swollen and there was a hole in one gum where is incisor was pushing through. So that was our Christmas dinner quite eventful and one to remember or forget whichever way round you look at it. (He woke on Boxing Day morning eating like a locust biscuits toast more biscuits and more toast and anything else he could get his hands on so he was back to himself)