Ack! Arthur woke up this morning at 6. So, after stumbling around the house while Mark fed him and got ready for work, I took Arthur to the store to watch the flaming chicken rotisserie. It wouldn't be so bad except that Arthur kept us both up really late; he just doesn't like going to sleep by himself in his room. Mark wins a medal for something, and once I have my nap I'll be able to figure out what it is.