So, today is Jeff’s birthday. It also happens to be the day of our first snowfall. I’m not sure why this happens, but these two events seem to correlate every year that we’ve been here!
The thermometer says that the temperature is in the lower 30’s, but it surely feels colder than that to me. It has been a blustery, gray day, and the snow is trying accumulate. I suppose that I must accept that winter is finally here.
I’m struggling with dressing a baby in this type of weather. We lived in Tennessee and Mississippi when the other two were that age, and, while it did get cold there, the weather was nothing like the bitter stuff that we get here. I can’t really put him in bulky stuff because he’s not safe in his car seat. I also don’t want to underdress him, so I’ve been making do with layers, a hat, and a blanket. We’ll see how that goes!
While today is Jeff’s birthday, we can’t do that much to celebrate, as he and Charlotte have basketball practice tonight. But Charlotte and I did make brownies with a “secret ingredient,” as Charlotte likes to say: crushed candy canes. She can’t wait to see how long it takes Jeff to figure out that there is something extra special about his birthday brownies! We will go out to eat tomorrow night to the restaurant of Jeff’s choice and settle for a simple spaghetti supper tonight. (It’s the end of the month, and I am very low on food.)
In other news, Jeff and I went to see the new Harry Potter movie on Sunday afternoon. I thought it was OK and was surprised to see how far in the book the movie had gotten. Jeff thinks they should have just made Titanic and gotten the whole thing done at once. I am looking forward to the final battle at the end of the final movie; it should be worth the price of admission.
Can you believe that this past Sunday was already time to start the Advent candles? Four Sundays before Christmas…wow!
I’ll end this post with more photos of our naughty baby. He’s gotten quite skilled at climbing; the getting down is not so great yet, but he can get up!
I helped him down off the dishwasher yesterday, but I didn’t get to him in time when he got up on the hearth. He tried to get off by himself and managed to land on his back on the hardwood floor. Ouch.
He also got into the trim Jeff bought to do some work in Charlotte’s room and tried to eat coffee. Yikes.
But he does love his siblings, especially when one has a balloon that she keeps blowing up and letting go. Hours of entertainment right there!
Have a good one! Next time, we should be back in Branson.
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