Facing down doom

So, the clocks change this weekend. Which means that May's 5 a.m. wake up times moves to 4 a.m. That's not an early morning, that's a late night. I know because our upstairs neighbors (both insanely busy grad students) often don't get home until about 3:30 or 4.

I'm kinda dreading this weekend.

That said, here's a video of May being cute and making animal sounds. Her exception cuteness is going to be key in dealing with the sleep deprivation of the next three weeks or so.

Also, my mom fell and broke her hand. In six places. Gotta admire her dedication to really earning that nickname, "Grace." We hope she gets much better very quickly.