For your entertainment: a story about my brother's kid. This one is still a very small baby (Caleb) - or at least he was when this happened. Being the amazing child he is, he slept through the night within a month of being born. He's pretty cheerful when he wakes up, too.

Still, he was sleeping in the crib in his parents room because the nursery wasn't ready yet (and the parents weren't ready to have him all the way across the hall). So one morning my brother woke up to his usual morning radio-alarm. But it was a day he could sleep in, so he hit the "snooze" button for another ten minutes of quiet. Of course, that's when the baby started to fuss... and fuss... and fuss... it was quite unusual for him. His mother got up and tried to console him to no avail. He fussed for ten minutes and then the radio-alarm-clock went off again.

And he settled right down.

Only a few months old and he's already in charge of what music gets listened to in the house. His parents even ran a little experiment to see if it was all just a coincidence. No, he really really likes listening to music. So far he hasn't shown a preference for one kind over another, but something tells me that won't last long.

Books: Too much christmas shopping to get any writing done.