…And I love my girls again. It’s amazing what a good night’s sleep and a day away from them does for the soul. Especially after their craziness yesterday.

They were back to their cute selves tonight. Happy to see Maxime and me, dancing and singing, and most important, smiling.

It helped that they spent a nice day with their grammy, going to a show – a musical version of “Rapunzel” – and having chocolate chip pancakes and French toast for lunch. I mean really, if that doesn’t put them in a good mood for at least a couple of days, I don’t know what will.

Chloe is off from school tomorrow and Wednesday. Wednesday should be a good day – her papa is taking off to spend some one-on-one time with her. Tomorrow is a bit of a question mark. No real plans, although she’s tried to get in touch with some friends to arrange a playdate. But a lot of her classmates are away for the Presidents’ Day weekend. So the makings are there for a meltdown.

On the other hand, Sophie will probably be thrilled. In her little eyes, the potential for fun with her big sister is infinite. At least until they start fighting. Our babysitter is going to have her hands full – and I will be sure to wish her much luck in the morning.