Reason for submerging:
Work, work and more work for the past month or so, no time at all to sleep, eat, or breathe most days. Literally every waking moment save for those that coincide with the kids'. Sleep is optional, proper meals even more so. I can't even begin to explain the craziness - except to trench buddies (read: in the same longkang). Ugh.
Reason for resurfacing:
To record down Sophie's too-cute conversation in the car today:
Me: Sophie, is Mummy pretty?
S: Yes, pretty. Your dress is pretty.
S: Papa is not pretty.
Me: Of course Papa is not pretty, he is a man.
S: Not a man, a boy!
Me: A man!!! A man is a grown up boy!
S: No, a boy, he is not an uncle.