Actually it’s not too late, only 9:30, but it feels late. Work is insanely busy at the moment, although in a good and exciting way but it’s kind of taking it out of me, and when I got home Emma had to go out so I’ve been having Toby time. This is a good thing in itself but it felt long – making dinner, tidying up, playing, tidying up, running around, tidying up, changing two poopy diapers, tidying up, and off to bed for stories.

One amusing thing of the evening was that Toby was walking around singing the same thing again and again: “Untski marchy tooby too hwaaw hwaaw” which it took me a few repeats to realize was “The ants go marching two by two, hurrah hurrah”.

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