Well, the first morning — as in 1:30 to 3:00 in the morning — of our Memorial Day Holiday was taken up with Katherine expressing her displeasure over an ear ache.
There’s something particularly zombie-like about one’s reflexes and thought processes at that time of night. Especially after you’ve lurched up to respond to the baby monitor three or four times already.
(Chops to Margie waking up early this morning and taking her in for an appointment whilst Daddy snoozed.)
On the other hand, it snowed here last night. Doyce has pictures.