Baby music last night:

Both mother and baby fell asleep before the end of "He Loved Him Madly."

I also finished Neal Stephenson's excellent Baroque Cycle (Quicksilver, The Confusion, and The System of the World, which are all damn bricks) at last. The ending was a bit deus ex machina, especially the unlikely and uncharacteristic coda for Jack and Eliza (c'mon Neal, couldn't you have built a bit more foreshadowing in there -- I mean, I know you love the characters, but I'd like to know how the hell you end up with the three of them together in such a situation), but I like how Stephenson built the slight magical reality of the end of Isaac Newton's arc and foreshadowed the Industrial and American expansionist future with the Waterhouse & Shaftoe arcs. Stephenson is a very compelling writer (at least when he's not writing awful science fiction), and he seems to be as unwilling to end his narratives as I am to finish reading them. I loved his Cryptonomicon, which follows the descendents of these characters through World War II and the late 1990s.