As Maggie and I returned home from our annual Christmas tree hunt, we were greeted in the driveway by a bemused Jason. "You're gonna love this," he said.

Lucy had been quietly in her room for more than an hour, when he heard her yell, "DAD! I TOOK OFF MY SHIRT." So he went in there to find her naked and drawing on herself with the special marker from one of her books. Upon seeing him, she returned the marker and book to the bookshelf. He dressed her and put her back to bed.

This nighttime business of ours is feeling more like the state hospital every day.