There Is A Time Limit

I don't know what to write about the birthday party. A critical period of time has already past, a period within which I could have been creative, but that time has past, I think. I'll just note that, in spite of questionable health, it was a wild scene as always and Max and Emmett had a great time, as did their parents. Also I'll leave this one anecdote: Max and Emmett slept on their new Mary-made Thomas pillows that night and when I went back up a short while after having put them to bed, Max was sound asleep, wiped out from a long day, but I found Emmett sitting up, pillow propped up against the "headboard", studying his pillow intently.