I almost do not mind being up early for it.
But breakfast is rushed. It's Friday. Errand day. All packed into a very busy morning.
But I'm on time for Snowdrop pick up (though one less favorable traffic light and I'd be in trouble...)!
There is one word that perfectly describes this afternoon: windy!
I mean, really windy! Initially, the little one doesn't mind.
But when we venture out on the rural roads (her choice), the gusts are fierce. She doesn't protest when we turn around and head for the shelter of the farmhouse.
And yes, it's time to bake cookies again!
Equally important -- it is peaceful and warm inside. Perfect for teaching yourself how to make little people sit in Duplo chairs.
As she naps, I watch the weather turn: from summer warm to blustery cold.
So we stay inside afterwards. She colors (oh! is she contemplating a left hand drawing mode?)
She plays with her Duplo characters: chicken finds comfort at the top of the barn.
And she is oh so happy when ah ah comes back. They play with the Duplo characters... I swear, Ed loses layers of crusty adulthood when he is with her.
The winds continue to howl. There'll be frost. There'll be winter. There'll be tough stories on the news. There'll be tough news from friends (we had our share of those this week).
And then there'll be days like this, when Snowdrop looks up with earnest eyes and asks nothing more than to help her place a character in a chair. And when you deliver, she'll give you the biggest smile.