la_rainette | Tadpole the businesswoman

Hullo! *waves* I am finally done with the Job Of Doom. I spent a full week doing nothing else than work, work, work, from morning to late into the night, and I finally got it done. It is not the best job I have done in my life, my work is usually more polished, but I did my best in what little time I had.

And boy, am I ever glad I am done! Now I can relax and enjoy March break with the girls -- or not. Cos wherever we go, the rest of Toronto goes too and the crowds are unbelievable. Well, at least I am with them, not with a bunch of oncologist who cannot make a sentence run from point A to point B without getting sidetracked by X, Y and Z, thus making mile-long sentences that I then have to translate into English (and I have to make sure it makes sense even if it actually didn't to begin with, how fun).

Now, while I was Working, I believe Tadpole has been inventing new interesting games. Tadpole has taken to play a lot with her Barbie suitcase, for instance: she pulls it around, looking busy and important, as if she were about to board a plane (as if she were an Important Businesswoman on an Important Business trip, only she usually takes off all her clothes first, so she is a Naked Businesswoman with a Suitcase in an Airport, interesting concept), and then all of a sudden she stops and sits on the suitcase and looks bored (as if the airline had suddenly gone on strike).

rainette: your Barbie suitcase is pretty, Tadpole.
Tadpole *beams and pulls suitcase over to rainette, tries to hold it up and almost lets go*
rainette *catches suitcase* oooh, that is a heavy suitcase!
Tadpole *nods, grabs handle and pulls suitcase around the living-room*
rainette *smiles and waves to Tadpole*
Tadpole *waves back, drops suitcase, runs off to play somewhere else*
rainette *goes back to her book*
suitcase *twitches*
rainette *JUMPS*
suitcase: MEOWW!
rainette: TADPOLE!!! *opens suitcase*
cat *runs off and hides*

The cat is out of the bag, and my daughter is a monster. *facepalm*