news of the snooze

Nine-thirty last night, nine-twenty tonight. I realize this is terrible by proper parenting standards, but it’s a lot better than we had been doing.

I also realize this blog has become excessively bedtime-centric, so I’ll close with a classic Dannyism on the nuclear missiles:

“World wars are like buses. You wait fifty years for one, then three come along at once.”

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