It is said that on this day, peace is celebrated. However, I find more honor in the quiet strength of a warrior preparing for the next dawn. Alexander is currently refusing to sleep, claiming that "festivities" are more important than rest. I have piloted starships through Dominion minefields and faced Kelvans twice my size, yet I am currently being defeated by a small child's stubbornness. Is anyone else finding their family members particularly... unyielding today?