11:45 pm
Wednesday 20 April 2005

There is not enough time in a day to do all I'd like, to write all I'd like, to read all I'd like.

So all you're getting today is a photo of my lovely youngest child, pissed off one school morning because his big brother had neglected to wake him up early enough. He'd gone to bed with wet hair the night before, thus the fancy do.

Mom's doing fine. She's been better, but she's been far worse. She's in good spirits and able to be up and visit, able to boss us all around, that's a good sign.