Silent night

It's even quieter in the Brezenoff household than usual right now. Somehow or other, Sam missed one of his naps today, and, despite a very long nap in the afternoon, he has drifted off to sleep in his mother's arms about an hour ahead of his normal schedule. So now, we're all quietly finishing our nights, letting Sam sleep, still in his mother's arms.

He's in his newest pj's. They're pretty cute.

Not much else is happening. There's no news on the YA MS the First front, and frankly I haven't done much in the way of work on anything else, outside of a SAB job due on Friday. It's a football book that Eric Stevens is writing. He's a goddamn machine, that Stevens. I'm telling you. BAM! BAM! BAM! Book after book, like shotgun bullets. It's pretty awe inspiring.

And look at that; Sam just woke up. Which of course means it's time to get him ready for bed.