Another week gone, in a flash it seems. We are hurtling towards our New Zealand holiday, and E's second birthday. Whilst watching your baby grow up is bittersweet, I am for the most part excited to see what the future holds.
Kept E home from daycare on Tuesday with a virus - at one point she started climbing the walls and insisting on "walk! walk!" So I bundled her into quarantine (aka her push bike) and took her out for a bit. Lifesaver. Happy to report she has made a complete recovery.
Had a spectacular start to the morning on Friday when V accidentally took my keys to work along with his own, leaving E and I essentially locked in our unit. I called our wonderful real estate agent who brought the spare keys out, but unfortunately the electronic swipe they had wasn't working - meaning a trek down several flights of stairs plus calling on a neighbour (bless our lovely neighbours!) to let us out of the garage. Damn security buildings!
Picture me lugging one baby plus bag and baggage, in the rain - it wasn't funny at the time so much, but I can laugh now.
Subsequently, a minor cheer-up session was in order...
One very sheepish husband arrived home bearing these beauties - all is forgiven. It made for a good story! haha
Weekend mornings these days involve blissful sleep ins (bless this child's heart!), then many many stories in bed - Mirabelle the French bulldog is a favourite here!
V and the kiddo are out swimming so I am taking the opportunity to down a hot coffee and do some pointe prep work - pipedream perhaps, but we all need those in our lives.