DH and I were meant to go out with friends tonight, while DC had a fun sleepover elsewhere. DS2 has now developed poorliness at the 11th hour (stomachache and general malaise), so I have reluctantly taken one for the team and volunteered to stay in with him while DH goes out to meet friends (we have the event tickets). Sigh.
So I'm currently sitting here watching the Lego Movie with poorly-yet-cute DS2. Please entertain me with your own tales of noble self-sacrifice towards your own DC...