Busy week.

Husband in Shanghai.

Meeting 'downtown' to talk about possible work contract this fall. Took 7 month old, crawling, with me ... couldn't leave her with anyone that long. Good thing first impressions weren't on the agenda. Too bad the meeting went from noon to 4:30. We bailed at 3:30.

Broke out the vacuum for the first time since I returned from Vietnam.

Got caught up on my thankyous and announcements.

Visited Early Year Centre for the first time in a long time. Feeling guilty '#3' hasn't received the same extracuricular attentions as the first 2.

Took inventory of summer wear for children. Too bad Arn and I are still wearing clothes from pre-children (okay, not quite that bad, but close).

Answered 2 of the many emails outstanding in my inbox. Returned 2 of the many calls on my machine. Ready to admit defeat and purge both.

Braved the trip to the airport with kids for 7:40pm arrival when bedtime is 8pm.

Stood stunned as wee one pulled herself up 4 times in a row on the couch.

Started thinking about summer vacation. Can't come soon enough.