Sunshine again! Oh, maybe not a sky to brag about -- there are a few clouds which, inevitably, will multiply, but still -- sunshine in any doses is a welcome February friend.
Breakfast touched by its bright warmth.
The rest of the day is completely devoted to Snowdrop. Parental schedules are such that I am with her from early 'til late and then not at all the next two days and so there you have it -- a few enduring images of the little girl.
After breakfast, there's always time for pajama play.
And after a bath, she gets an automatic hair dry from the back and forth running. Typically she clutches a toy, indeed many toys, but this one time, she let the spirit of the run carry her along, empty handed and free...
When I sit down to check my computer, she likes to climb up and look at any photos I may have of her, of the farmette.
But hands down, the easiest way to get that chuckle to roll right out of her belly is to put on music and jump to its rhythm.
When she (and grandma!) needs a pause from active play, I bundle her against the wind and once again we go to the lake to watch the ice boats.
(Even as I aim my camera toward our downtown -- it always looks pretty to me and never more so than on a day where the sky is patterned with layers of blue and gray and everything in between.)
In the afternoon, I take her down to the Children's Museum, where I meet my good friend who is on her last day in Madison. Snowdrop has been here numerous times with her parents. Here, she greets the big sheep on the block.
The shoes I grabbed off the shelf at home for her? Worthless for the job of running every which way. No matter. They don't last.
Snowdrop is thrilled to have another person respond quickly to her outstretched arms. Here, my friend is showing her how wooden birds zigzag down wooden poles.
And the day comes to a close. Time for me to go home. I'll leave you with the very last photo I took of the little one today. Back home, playing "sounds" with me. (I say ffffff she says something resembling said letter.)
I drive home smiling. And I should say that this is not unusual. A day well spent -- there's that. But also, the drive home is just so beautiful! Here are two cranes, playing at sunset just at the edge of the farmette.
Splendid day. Really splendid.
Breakfast touched by its bright warmth.
The rest of the day is completely devoted to Snowdrop. Parental schedules are such that I am with her from early 'til late and then not at all the next two days and so there you have it -- a few enduring images of the little girl.
After breakfast, there's always time for pajama play.
And after a bath, she gets an automatic hair dry from the back and forth running. Typically she clutches a toy, indeed many toys, but this one time, she let the spirit of the run carry her along, empty handed and free...
When I sit down to check my computer, she likes to climb up and look at any photos I may have of her, of the farmette.
But hands down, the easiest way to get that chuckle to roll right out of her belly is to put on music and jump to its rhythm.
When she (and grandma!) needs a pause from active play, I bundle her against the wind and once again we go to the lake to watch the ice boats.
(Even as I aim my camera toward our downtown -- it always looks pretty to me and never more so than on a day where the sky is patterned with layers of blue and gray and everything in between.)
In the afternoon, I take her down to the Children's Museum, where I meet my good friend who is on her last day in Madison. Snowdrop has been here numerous times with her parents. Here, she greets the big sheep on the block.
The shoes I grabbed off the shelf at home for her? Worthless for the job of running every which way. No matter. They don't last.
Snowdrop is thrilled to have another person respond quickly to her outstretched arms. Here, my friend is showing her how wooden birds zigzag down wooden poles.
And the day comes to a close. Time for me to go home. I'll leave you with the very last photo I took of the little one today. Back home, playing "sounds" with me. (I say ffffff she says something resembling said letter.)
I drive home smiling. And I should say that this is not unusual. A day well spent -- there's that. But also, the drive home is just so beautiful! Here are two cranes, playing at sunset just at the edge of the farmette.
Splendid day. Really splendid.
