We've been trying to teach Genie the difference between 'mummy' and 'daddy'.

It could be working.

Or it could have been just a huge coincidence, because after I let her out to do her 'morning business', I told her "Genie, go to Daddy" and she ran into the room, jumped on my bed, crossed over to Mel's bed and gave Melvin a licky morning wake up call.

I swear she's the most effective alarm system. You can't beat having a 5 or 6kg thing trample across your sleeping form to get to your face for a good lick.

Anyhow. We'll continue trying to teach her who is 'mummy' and who is 'daddy'. After that we'll work on 'mama' and 'yeye' (for mel's parents)

Before you know it, she'll know who each relative is >.>

Just kidding. We're not that nuts.

Or are we? (LOL. Sorry, just couldn't resist adding that line)

Work's been a real drag lately. It's been harder and harder to get myself out of bed to head to work. Perhaps it's about time to take a week off. But with Melvin's classes at the ACCA, and my unwillingness to leave Genie at home, it's not going to be peachy planning for a holiday. Plus Mel's exams are in a month, so he's started mugging and all that. And no, I'm not willing to stay at home the entire week either.

A weekend getaway will be a real treat. But that'll have to wait until after his exams in the early part of June.