Closing out the Week

Well, it would appear, as long as things don't go disastrously off-course tomorrow morning, that we have survived K's brief sojourn in the Middle East. She is already on a plane winging her way homeward, have departed at 5 AM local time, which was something like 10 PM here.

Sania and Reid have slept each night throughout without waking. Sania started the week having only drank mother's milk and water; now she drinks baby formula. Reid tried a new cereal yesterday. Big things were afoot. But we never lost sight of our goal: survive.

Tonight, as each night, the kids were in pretty nice form. Sania was amazingly active all night, climbing and yelling her special diction ("aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAhh!") and trying to vault her tiny self into Reid's bathtub fully-clothed. Reid has definitely seemed a little run-down lately, but he was still good, and he was perfectly understanding about two delayed meals in a row (pizza or pork tenderloin, it seems I can't get everything on the table on time).

This weekend we should take it easy. Maybe I'll let mom take him to a library and I'll hang out with Sania for a while.

That'll be nice and relaxing.