There, peeping above the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for awhile. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up and out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing; there was light and high beauty forever beyond its reach. J.R.R. Tolkien

Friday, February 26, 2010

Middle of the Night Update

Heard in my house in the middle of the night (at a deafening volume and repeated several times):

"Mommy, I'm in bed!!!!!!"

I guess Elijah needed us to know he was in bed.....

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