Thor's new family is coming to pick him up today at 2PM. I am feeling a little maudlin about the whole thing.

On the other hand, I know there's a five-year-old girl who barely slept last night and who is probably badgering her poor mom this morning over her Cheerios, asking, "Is it time? Is it time yet?!" Having spent as much time with this lovely family as I have, I also know that our short curmudgeon is going to be the object of much joy, love, and affection.

OK, I feel better now.