I had to have a dental crown today. (Beware your old silver fillings!) By the time my
two hours in the dentist's chair were over I felt like I'd been punched in the face. About 5 times.
As I sat watching the boys eat dinner tonight I just felt yucky. I slouched in my chair and said, "Sorry guys, mommy's just not feeling great right now".
Nicholas looked at me up from dinner and simply said, "Boiler ache?" (pronounced "boyla ache").

I really didn't think Nico would understand not feeling well, but he understood it and linked it to his favorite Thomas book in the which Henry has a boiler ache. What sympathy
and brains!
That, along with a very amusing duck-duck-goose round, was just what I needed.
Too bad no one did something cute at bedtime. Mother was grum-py. You can't win 'em all.