Found the two youngest arm in arm singing Silent Night 'round the computer (where I'd put carols on to play). One of those beautiful, little things like Anne talked about yesterday -- very little in fact because just moments later, the slow waltz had morphed to loud drums, the decibels had tripled and they were stomping the ground screaming "Fight! ! Fight! ! Fight! !" to the beginning of AC/DCs "I'm TNT (Dynamite)." Well, we take what we can get, right? (I've never much liked the saying "Boys will be boys" because I feel like it can be an excuse for bad behavior, but in this case, what else can explain the quick transition?)