On Saturday morning, 3am, DesignGirl walks in sick. She clocked in at 105.6 degrees. That started a long morning. With a sponge bath and some acetometaphin, her fever dropped. She had been getting better this week from an earller bug. She's fine. The pediatrician didn't find anything obviously wrong with her. It was just one of those random things.
DesignGirl and I continue to replay Symphony of the Origin. She can't get enough of Runatie, the rude red robot. She continues picking up how to play these games. Sooner or later, she'll be playing these things on her own. Good. She needs the reading practice.
Meanwhile, I've been playing Final Fantasy III on my Kindle. The game is 3D, so it eats power like candy, and it plays slow, which annoys me to no end. The plot is rather lame so far, but if it had better pacing, I would find it charming. Slogs make any story not charming.
I continue working on the basement. I have more stray boards down, wires freed, nails removed, and old tiles popped up. I'm essentially doing all the fine removal work that the basement gutting skipped.
On Sunday afternoon, we took down the Christmas tree. We still have bits and pieces to put away, but for the most part, Christmas is in a pile in the living room.