You know, there are things kids do which will remain in our memories forever...one of these occurred at 1am this morning. I submitted the final grant at 6 minutes to midnight and around 1am headed for the sack. As I got into bed - tossing aside all the comics surrounding Kirk - he suddenly sat bolt upright and produced some hind-brain inspired babbling and proceeded to spew all over my bed...and books...and doonas. An hour later the shower of shit began...and he continued to to shit and vomit for the next 6 hours. No wonder Regan's parents thought she was posessed. HOWEVER I cured this case with the words, "I don't care anymore! You can play Angry Birds all day." And it all stopped.