It's a dickless...

That's what Annabelle told me in the car on the way home from daycare yesterday. "Oh Mummy. It's a DICKLESS! *giggle*". She said it several times during the evening. "This is a dickless. That's a dickless."

Of course, what she meant was ridiculous. :)

She's coming out with some pearlers lately. The other day when I was telling her off for something or other, she looked at me very sternly and said "You talk nicely to me please, Mummy. You don't need to make me sad." And when Mel and I were having a discussion in the car, she interrupted us from her carseat in the back: "Mummy! Talk nicely to daddy please. And Daddy, you talk nicely to mummy. Otherwise you will sit out." We weren't even arguing!! It does really make you think about what they're seeing/perceiving though.

In other news, I started uni this week. Proper First Semester type uni that is.. not wussy Summer School type uni. I cannot believe I have an assessment due in TWO WEEKS. Fark. No such thing as easing into it, then. I have NO idea how I'm going to juggle work and uni and I do think that I'm probably going to end up resigning. The trouble is replacing the income. On the upside, if I was just studying (not working) I could easily drop one day of daycare and spend it with my girl, which would be a bonus for both of us. We'll see. I decided to give it a couple of weeks to see how I'm tracking before I make any big decisions.