We had time for only one activity this morning. We almost tossed a coin: big box store errands or skiing?
We chose big box store. We needed their chocolate for our late night indulgence.
That may be a winning option, but it does limit the photos you'll see here today. Yes, of breakfast, which was so very lovely...
Then not much else in the morning. Curiously, I took my camera with me on the big box outing, but of course, my optimism was misplaced. Alright -- one shot of the lovely landscape we passed on our way there (made even lovelier by the wisp of blue in the skies just at the time we set out).
That's it.
My afternoon was with Snowdrop but it was a choppy time of hustling her between one space and the next. Stuff was being installed and reconfigured in her house and so I saw my task as keeping her out of trouble as nails and tools were in high use. Not easy considering that today, the little girl only wanted to walk. Back and forth, from one end of the house to the next...
... and back again, picking up speed as the day progressed.
Upstairs, it was the same thing. There, the terrain is easy for her -- all carpet -- and so she adds the challenge of carrying things. If her hands are already occupied, the mouth will do.
Snowdrop got a doll for Christmas. There's plenty of mechanics and science in her world. There's room for a doll. The little babe came with a tiny bottle and it amuses us no end that Snowdrop likes to pull the bottle out of the babe's mouth to try it out for herself.
Walking with it, of course. But she has compassion for the babe. She goes back to give her a "will you forgive me?" hug.
Back and forth.
In the evening, she comes with me to the farmhouse while her parents spend some time catching up on grown up conversation.
Back and forth.
Okay, with pauses for penguin books.
... back and forth...
But wait... is grandpa Ed watching a nature show about penguins? Penguins?!?
It seems to me that Snowdrop grew a few years just these past handful of days. But I know it's just a grandma's perspective. A grandchild is always better, wiser, stronger than she was a few days back.
And faster. Just look at Snowdrop hustle across a living room... And back again.
We chose big box store. We needed their chocolate for our late night indulgence.
That may be a winning option, but it does limit the photos you'll see here today. Yes, of breakfast, which was so very lovely...
Then not much else in the morning. Curiously, I took my camera with me on the big box outing, but of course, my optimism was misplaced. Alright -- one shot of the lovely landscape we passed on our way there (made even lovelier by the wisp of blue in the skies just at the time we set out).
That's it.
My afternoon was with Snowdrop but it was a choppy time of hustling her between one space and the next. Stuff was being installed and reconfigured in her house and so I saw my task as keeping her out of trouble as nails and tools were in high use. Not easy considering that today, the little girl only wanted to walk. Back and forth, from one end of the house to the next...
... and back again, picking up speed as the day progressed.
Upstairs, it was the same thing. There, the terrain is easy for her -- all carpet -- and so she adds the challenge of carrying things. If her hands are already occupied, the mouth will do.
Snowdrop got a doll for Christmas. There's plenty of mechanics and science in her world. There's room for a doll. The little babe came with a tiny bottle and it amuses us no end that Snowdrop likes to pull the bottle out of the babe's mouth to try it out for herself.
Walking with it, of course. But she has compassion for the babe. She goes back to give her a "will you forgive me?" hug.
Back and forth.
In the evening, she comes with me to the farmhouse while her parents spend some time catching up on grown up conversation.
Back and forth.
Okay, with pauses for penguin books.
... back and forth...
But wait... is grandpa Ed watching a nature show about penguins? Penguins?!?
It seems to me that Snowdrop grew a few years just these past handful of days. But I know it's just a grandma's perspective. A grandchild is always better, wiser, stronger than she was a few days back.
And faster. Just look at Snowdrop hustle across a living room... And back again.
