Thursday

Good morning! (From under the table.)






We're having that predicted weather bounce in Chicago: it's wet and some twenty degrees cooler today. Well, you can't be greedy. My granddaughter and I will spend the day in the warm colors of home.

(Primrose breakfast: oatmeal and blueberries and strawberries, just like her grandma!)






(time for a short play before morning nap)






(a cheery cherry smile...)






My breakfast. Yep, the usual!





Later, we get down to business. Reading is high on her agenda of things to do. I had decided to bring with me on each visit a bunch of books that the kids are or have been reading and loving over at the farmhouse. Call it the Farmhouse Library. I'll take them back when I return. Primrose falls in love with Maisy books

("Do you want to read this book, grandma? It's really good!")






("And it has a happy ending!")






Playtime these days also includes feeding the bear.






It also includes her getting into a play cart, with the clear indication that grandma must push her around and around and around.

Suddenly it's getting toasty warm in here. (I wonder why...) Sweaters come off.






And when Primrose has cycled through everything, taking each toy, each book, each article within reach out and tossing it to the side (with me catching it and putting it back), she starts from the beginning and we do it all again.

Nap time is welcome rest time. For the both of us.

She wakes up hungry. I "generously" give her a piece of bread. Dinner is comin' up. I don't want to mess with her appetite. 






Afternoon play is always more rambunctious. Primrose can't run at full speed, but she moves quickly and therefore so do I.






Perhaps the only time that I had an upset girl today was when she found my iPhone. I let her mess with it for a few minutes. (Amazing how she's got those motions down pat!)






But then I took it away.

She was not happy.

It was the perfect moment to say "pooh!" to the weather and head out. Notice how different our wraps are today...






As always, we are there in the evening to greet her mom as she steps off the commuter train. Primrose is so elated to see her!






("And then grandma took her phone right out of my hand and she wouldn't let me play with it anymore!")





Dinner. First hers then ours. I promise you, ours is a lot less messy!

Outside, the winds pick up. I see gale warning posted on Chicago weather sites. It's slated to be a gusty set of days. We wont mind. We're feeling plenty warm and happy despite the big chill. We are all from the Upper Midwest. We appreciate the somewhat protracted unfurling of this sublime season.