Quick little Update

I decided to start reading Rapture.

I'm here.

I'm already laughing my ass off.

Fifth Fear: The Grotesque

Relatively uneventful day. Danny's still fighting sleep, and it's ten to 9. That's insane. He's not screaming; I made sure I turned the monitor on. I know it's on, I can hear Kiwi giggling every once in a while. I know it's on.

Not doing that again.

Bad Nightmares

Ever since I can remember, I've had crazy nightmares.

I mean, I don't ALWAYS have nightmares, but when I do, they're just...

They're bad.

Fourth Fear: The Unnamed Girl

I learned today that one of the children from the CT shootings, a little girl, had family here in the Twin Cities. Grandparents.

According to them, they'd talked with her that morning, and she was trying to convince her mom to let her wear a dress to school. A pink little party dress. She wanted to look pretty, they were celebrating the holidays in class. Her mom finally relented and let her wear the dress to school.

She was killed in a pink party dress. Her favorite dress.

As my aunt said, "She looked beautiful for Jesus that day."

Third Fear: The Cold Boy

I don't know how long I'm gonna have... I put Danny down for bed, and he's fighting it like a fiend. Fought me tooth and nail trying to get his Elmo jammies on, fought even harder against the two pairs of socks and the slippers, and battled most valiantly against the helmet. I think most of his gumption's gone, he's pretty quiet, but every few minutes I hear a little whine over the monitor. He should fall asleep fairly quickly, he was pretty floppy when I picked him up and kept rubbing his eyes and yawning.

Second Fear: The Smiling Man

Okay, I have to do this fast before Danny decides to get fussy... It's creeping up on bedtime, and he tends to get a little crazy right about now.

So! Second Fear we'll be discussing is The Smiling Man.

Oh, how exciting!

Yay, a follower!