I've been really busy reading a bunch of stories for a critique-fest this weekend.
Arthur's having a normal day today -- which is nice, since Friday he's either been sleeping a lot or sleepless, or eating a lot or not hungry. I always blame teeth; but this seems a little long. I suppose he's growing.
Mark's been doing a lot of work in the yard; we have a lot of dandilions, and he's pulling them up by hand (and filling the divits with soil and grass seed) so we don't have to use nasty chemicals on the lawn.