At the tone the time shall be...

So, here it is, almost midnight and the little bugger's decided that he's not tired anymore and wants to be up and about and playing. So, while Patrick makes his way to lovely Land of Nod, I'm sitting here listening to Bas play with his musical beetle trying not to drop off. Any attempts at setting him back down for a few more winks are met with a look of betrayal and a very loud scream. It's simply better for it to be this way.

I hope to get some sleep before 1am.

Let us cross our fingers shall we.

*yawn*