Working on 7 hours' sleep all today, but we had a good, if tiring, time. Priceless moment of the day: the look of fear on Daddy's face as his leg was humped by an 85-pound bulldog. Spike was just dying to get it on, I've never seen him do that before. And only with Daddy, until he spotted R's green froggy-slippers and made a bee-line for R, who screamed like a girl and ran (kidding, kidding... ;)
Was a good day, and looking forward to getting R a proper present (and still trying to think of something creative for C, too...) Tired, and I must hie thither to bed. Or something. Write more tomorrow.
Daddy got me a Tom Holtz book, which looks like a cross between Snowcrash/Count Zero and Pratchett. We'll see.....
Merry X-Mas!
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