Spent a large part of yesterday with a 5 year old, a child psychologist and a specially trained officer, in a room, trying to extract any details from the child, without causing any more distress than was inevitable.
It's a long process, it can be infuriating, frustrating, difficult. It didn't really give us enough to justify it all in the end, but you don't know that until you try.
Spent a bit of last night dreaming that Molly had finally agreed to Sherlock performing an autopsy. And when I got close to the table, it was John they were cutting up. And Sherlock was utterly, totally excited and happy to be finally doing it, he hadn't even noticed. Spent the next bit of the night awake.
Tomorrow we're going to head out of the city, I hope. I think it's due to be very foggy again in the morning, but then stunning, like today. We can head off and forget about work, school, physio, all that. Just have a bit of fun.
Mycroft finishes school for Easter on Thursday - Sherlock doesn't think it's fair, but he's not taking it too badly as we're all going to head off for John's birthday surprise on Thursday afternoon, so he only has to be at school half a day longer than Mycroft this time, not a full week. Sherlock doesn't think it's fair he doesn't know where we're going either, and says we should blindfold John all the way. I think this is just so that Sherlock will know before John does. And it's not happening. I don't think John will guess anyway, until we're right there.
This means I work Sunday-Weds next week, then have Thurs-Mon off. Almost a full week, with my favourite people in the world. It's nice having something to look forward to.
It's nice having someone to plan surprises for, too. I really enjoy it. I just hope they will (I know Sherlock will. It's right up his street. And I think Mycroft will. And John...well, he will if they are regardless. Whether he enjoys it in its own right too is only a very small part of the equation, really. but I think he will.)
Not quite sure when he should get his presents though. Well, one of them one our child-free Thursday morning. The rest....I shall have to see how good he is.