Washington, DC. Always winter and never Christmas….
Why, you may ask, are there no photos of the children enjoying the snow? Well, gentle reader, that would be because the 4-year-old, the emotional center of our household, was a sick, tired, miserable sop throughout this miserable, miserable day.
Nevertheless, the snow was beautiful.
A snow day is a gift. But sometimes you just have to take one.
This was one of those days. A cold coming we had of it.
No matter what the authorities said, we knew it was a snow day.
Happy snowy Epiphany!
E: Why, when we went to May’s party in the woods and we came back from the balloons, there was a PIÑATA?!
M: That was exciting wasn’t it?
E: Why was there a piñata? How did it just appear?
M: Well, I think May’s mommy and daddy brought it for her birthday.
E: Or maybe A WOLF did it!
Little brothers eat all kinds of things their parents never would have fed the first child. Sunbutter bagel sandwich for a baby? Why not?
Upon seeing plastic bag trash on the sidewalk…
E: Why is that bag so puffy like that, Mama?
M: Why do you think it might be puffy?
E: Maybe it is AIR?!
M: Yes! See how it moves a little in the wind?
E: Or maybe it is THE PINK PANTHER!
We go to the library to learn new things. Today, Ezra read a book about medieval castles. Simon took all of the books off the shelf and learned to crawl upstairs.
Related news: Need a new baby gate, stat.