icicles

Hazel up for the 3rd time.  I'm about to holler at her to go back to bed when she says, "Come here!  Come here!  The icicles are sparkly and glowing in the darkness!"

A ways back

When in first grade, James made the observation that "people are like chemicals."  Some are the noble gases and they go along and don't interact with anyone and that's just who they are.  Some are always trying to make bonds with other people and they hold them together.  When some chemicals combine, they explode.

Hazel this evening at bedtime, "Mom, sing the break out the booze song."