We went to The City today. More or less on a whim. Our friend was flying in, and taking the bus, but we decided to surporise her and pick her up instead.

And my daughter is formally the calmest and most wonderful almost-one-and-a-half-year-old in history. She took in stride the 2 x 2 hour drive, plus our wandering between public gardens and Thai restaurants, the non-stop talking and driving all over the city, reminiscing about the time when we all, except her of course, met there exactly ten years ago.

On the way back, they all fell asleep. Which was nice. Me driving. They sleeping. Nice.