Saw a weather report last night which had "child rise" marked as 5:30, and I must confess I was feeling faintly smug about not having to worry about that.
Angel woke me up maybe half an hour ago, howling for attention on my pillow and crackling a plastic bag in my ear.
Probably all for the best, really. I was having a dream about trying to wrap a BPAL imp in fun fur.
Angel woke me up maybe half an hour ago, howling for attention on my pillow and crackling a plastic bag in my ear.
Probably all for the best, really. I was having a dream about trying to wrap a BPAL imp in fun fur.
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Is this some sort of arcane Canadian thing? I'm imagining....
"Well in canada the wind blows so hard that kids just fly away. So a child rise is where you have to bind them to something solid so they don't float off. Ah, the circle of life in the great white north."
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(There was also an intermittent "upper air disturbance", accompanied by a graphic of a bunch of reindeer and a big red sled going across the screen.)