William woke up this morning with a bad dream around 5. I thought he'd gone back to sleep (which is what I did) but he actually eventually went downstairs and listed to the new Eddie Izzard cd I bought him (when you start to tell me what a bad idea that was, I have to tell you that I was voraciously listening to Cheech and Chong when I was his age). Anyway, he is very tired now, as am I. Worked a very long day. More on that later.