whiski_sour | Here are the rules

I took Hammie to Alex's birthday party today. She had a good time and was fairly well behaved. There were no incidents of violence, though that could have been because I laid down the law before hand. "Okay, you can play with the boys, but here are the rules: no hitting, no kicking, no pushing, no shoving, no biting, no spitting, no punching, no headbutting. Okay, go play."

The party (and all the driving involved) wore us both out. I took her home and she laid on Mummy's lap while Hobbit crawled all over me and attempted to rip off my nose.

I go back up there Wednesday to get Hobbit's pictures taken and take them both to see Santa. Hammie intends to ask Santa for a "pink horsey". Hobbit intends to give Santa the hairy eyeball (as my dad calls it when she looks at you like "who the fuck are you?") and possibly attempt to rip his nose off.

I came home and ate and

winged_fire came over and we watched Cirque Du Soleil and marveled at how people can bend like that.

Tomorrow, I really need to start working on my psych paper.

Right now though, sleep is looking like a damn good idea.