Short, mostly brain reminder entry

Saw Bowling for Columbine tonight. Making me think a good deal, making me re-consider some positions, but not in the ways you might think. Definitely providing impulse for myself to post the long rant I've been mentally composing for about three weeks about fear and life.

Wedding last night was wonderful. There's something weird about watching your oldest friend in th world get married, but this too was a beautiful wedding joining two people who are as well made for each other as any I've seen.

More about boh later when I'm not so tired, and I don't have Christmas ornaments calling my name from the other room.

Oh, and before I forget

Widget has developed the weirdest new little toddler quirk, and I'm not sure what to do about it, or if it's one that I should just let her ride out...

Almost everytime I tell her no or otherwise verbally discipline her, she smacks herself hard in the face, and then gives me this defiant look. It's very weird, and rather unsettling, especially when she does it front of other people or in public. For the record, I have never smacked her face, although I have slapped her hand a few times for infractions, so it's not something I've "taught" her to do, I don't think.

Thoughts? Any of you parents out there seen anything like this?