Yesterday Dasha and I got in a car accident. The old man didn't see her when he was backing up, and Dasha did not see him. It was frightening, or at least that's how Dasha felt. I remember the first time I got in an accident. I comforted her by telling her that it wasn't really her fault, whereas in my accident, I hit a parked car.

I didn't know how happy Christmas could make me until she brought me a six-foot tree with wooden ornaments and shiny ribbon. I'm happy.