A good way to start the morning...

... is with a picture like this!


Especially if you're Jen, because then you have two people gazing lovingly at you... or maybe about to tickle you... where is that hand going, Mark???

Just had one of "those" nights, where Tycho was spinning with boundless energy and I was thrashing about in the sheets with many miles of emotional head-roads to travel before sleep. Neither of us slept for long before the other woke him up. This is bad news not only because the head-roads are still there and I'm feeling the wobbling effects, but moreover (English word) because I have to read like a maniac today (since yesterday was lost to writing a "perfect paragraph," as I have not yet mastered the very very useful art of what Anne Lamott calls "shitty first drafts").... and reading is difficult if I'm the least bit distracted or tired. This is where it's helpful to know there are 25 students waiting to grill me on the details of a text and I'd better know it or else risk the total loss of an authority I cherish so much! It's a fragile line already, I cannot risk it.

must go begin.