For the second time in as many months, Kate has gone to Dallas for the best part of a week.
She says it's for work, but I'm not convinced. I strongly suspect these enforced breaks from our darling daughter are a breath of fresh air, and that it's crocodile tears she sheds on departure.
Either way, I'm definitely reclaiming the 'primary carer' mantel.
(Even if the in-laws are coming down to help out in a couple of days).