( continues...) WATCHING???

(And seriously as someone who drew a shitload of (v. manly) cuddling, COME ON MAN CARD.

eta: Multipost TW feels? WHO AM I?
eta2: Though if you want to hear all my SPN reaction for the past two reasons, you might want to have prepared your bandwidth.

tl/dr; Scott rules--you eliminate (or conveniently lose) him out over my dead fictional body

Scott exists in the show for me because he's a heart of the show, but no donation makes me root for him.

I just … don't like him. I don't need him to disappear but I don't crave his PoV. Ever.

Skipping oh-way-too-much because, according to Sean K "If the Apocalypse Comes, Beep Me" Nov 30, 2004 2:00:17 pm PST today is Emeline's birthday.

Happy birthday, you big beautiful girl! With lots of wishes for both your parents and all your family!

Also, apologies to Daisy Jane, whose birthday I missed posting about four days ago (on the 26th), and lots of belated wishes for her, as well.

And, of course, short nice Fridays and great weekends all around!

Thanks, Nilly!!

I can't believe she is EIGHT. It seems totally unpossible.

I think it's crazy both that she is eight and that we were posting about her birth here. Time flies, man.

My office is swampy. And I managed to bruise my collarbone doing up the snaps on my jacket. Who does that?!?

Who does that?!?

Shrift injured herself with her jacket this month.

Happy birthday, Emeline! Pretty soon you'll be eighteen and can move back to Hollywood as is right and proper.

Pshah, she is obviously just a wee little thing because I can still remember everyone posting about your wedding.

But happy, happy birthday, beautiful big girl!

My favorite Emeline memory is a slightly selfish one -- Emmett cradling her gently and talking quiet goofy kid-talk to her on the docks heading back from the SF2F visit to Alcatraz. He loathed the prospect of being a big brother, and had laid his head down and wept when he was told Matilda was on the way, but when confronted with an actual small girl (especially one as elfin and charming as Emeline), he just stepped into quasi-big-brotherness with such utter content and confidence. At one point Hec leaned over and said, "You okay, big boy? You need someone else to take her?"

Emmett waved him off. "No, I'm fine. I can hold her a while longer." And Emeline looked utterly content, and entertained, and had that look a little kid has when she knows she's totally safe. Which is when we both knew that however awful a theoretical little sister might be, Emmett was going to be just fine once she became actual. That Emeline moment became a touchstone for me throughout the pregnancy. He's so mad. He hates me. I'm ruining his life... Remember Emeline? It's all going to be fine. He doesn't know it yet, but it is. Just remember Emeline.

Mwah! Thousand kisses, awesome brainy dizzy quirky Scout girl, and her most excellent parents.

JZ, that so beautiful.

Em was so distinctively Em from such an early age. Can't believe it's been so long. Happy birthday!