LABOR OF LOVE
My children were decidedly less adorable this morning. Karin came in crying from the aftereffects of a nightmare at 4:30 a.m. and crawled into bed with us. Which was fine, but an hour later, still in the pre-dawn darkness, we were rudely re-awakened by the swelling strains of a Disney feature presentation at jet-engine volume from the living room where Martin and Karin (who obviously decided that hey! why give the boogeyman a second chance by falling asleep again?!) had decided to camp out to start their day. argh Work is crazily wonderfully busy. I love it. I love it...