Thankfully, I can't truly imagine the distress of knowing your child is ill. I'm sure you are grateful that you missed that agony. I would be beside myself were Polly to become ill with this mess.
Darling, I'm so sorry! I think of Miles fondly, and Liam is precious beyond belief. His eyes? You know, Harry had I've heard that there is a rash with this illness. Can it be in his eyes? That sounds terrible!
No, darling, I am not leaving my house. Which you have forgotten is in Hogsmeade, but I understand. I did have Polly out at the estate for a bit, but I cannot live there myself. I've been, since Gilderoy died, but it wasn't pleasant. Too many memories, too much guilt.
But I'll be safe, darling. Neither of us leave the grounds. The Hilly reports that none of the house-elves have come down with the illness, and I get what I need with owls right now. Thank goodness for freshness charms, though!
I'd love to see the babies play. I want Polly to know as many respectable boys as she can when she's older.