1. I tried a new recipe for dinner and was going to blog it, but it turned out not quite delicious enough. I don't want to waste your bandwidth with undelicious dinners.
2. I'm certainly not going to tell you about how potty training is going, because each time I think things are looking up, like the day before yesterday when she was dry all day, and yesterday when she stayed dry during a Father's Day trip into DC on the metro and only fell at the final hurdle, in the car on the way home from the train station, then I get complacent and things like this morning happen, when she peed on the chair she was standing on while I was dusting the front room - "What are you doing, Mummy?" "Dusting." "What's dusting?" - and half an hour later proceded to triumphantly put her underpants in the potty while I wasn't looking and pee on them. So she was back to a pull-up for the rest of the day, because I decided I wasn't going to deal with it. Tomorrow is another day.
3. Similarly, I'm definitely not going to talk about sleeping, because that would immediately jinx the fact that she stayed asleep for a further 30 minutes after I came home from the moms' night out on Saturday, and that for the past two nights I have actually come back to my own bed for a couple of hours after 2am. This morning she slept on her own from 3am to 6am, which is totally unprecedented. (Of course, I was wide awake at 5am, wondering what was up with her. When she did wake, I was groggy and disorientated and mid-dream.) Because I am me, I am calling this a pattern, and will be sad tomorrow when it has turned out to be a mere blip. But then, because I am me, I will call that a blip and hope that the new-found pattern re-emerges the following night.
So instead I'll just leave you with a photo of B demonstrating the use of his Father's Day present to the intrigued children. We don't usually do presents for Hallmark holidays, but considering I skipped out for my pre-birthday massage yesterday morning (just in case the rest of the weekends got away from me and I ended up not celebrating my end-of-June birthday till September or something), I thought he deserved it. Also for all the being great he does. Not to mention the stealth hoovering.