The child ceased being a delight yesterday afternoon. I left her alone for a couple of minutes, she broke into the bathroom and coated herself in lipstick (not a first) and *NAIL POLISH*... Nail poish is not easy to get off child when thickly coated and there's no nail polish remover in the house. It's really really difficult to get off the bench and the tiles and particularly the grout inbetween the tiles, even with nail polish remover. Oh. And Nail polish remover takes the writing off our washing machine, just as a note for the future. Grrragh!

I so want this week to be over already. Even the cats are being trouble. Yesterday Maxax shattered a bottle and today Paris smashed a plate... Definitly I think we should auction them on ebay... Or give them to the RSPCA. One of the two.

All I'm thinking about to get me through is the fact that we're in the midst of THREE 4 day weeks, what with Labour day and Easter. And weekends are lovely.

Last weekend, for example, we finished our kitchen (more xade finished our kitchen than 'we' but hey... I helped) and we hung out, hung out with the girl. Monday was great. We took the girl to Moomba and watched the water skiiers (turns out that they are the coolest things her little eyes have beheld thus far), fed her corn on a stick (she has a major thing for corn of all things) and put her on a ride. The ride was just those cars that go around in circles but they went pretty fast so they were kinda like Little Kids Cars to the EXTREME!!!! Yeah... kinda like that. Anyways. She made this gorgeous little face that was proud, excited, a little scared and embaressed that was so beautiful and growed up and turned us into total goons, all standing there and cheering her on and getting her to mmake the face again. Mmm... There are reasons why I persist with her (Can you auction children on ebay?)

Anyways. Weekends are great, weekdays suck and I wanna go to bed.