but there were one or two verra important things that happened, so here we are.
a lost toof. this one a canine. he's getting all growed up.
twas dark. and cloudy. the winds had been blowing for a full day... but we were still awaiting the storm.
we'd like a pretty one, if you please.
there was painting
and plans for a bakery.
it must be so.
(buttermilk coffee cake for Daddy, chocolate-cream cuppycakes for Madd, lemon burst cupcakes for Mama, chocolate chip cookies for Trevelyn... all requested.)
we still haven't gotten to much of that.
there was much weather monitoring.
why?, you ask?
because tis time. ski season has begun.
prayers to Ullr on the fridge (Ullr Please Bring Snow) in magnets. it will stay there through April, I imagine.
the Daddy of the house is very, very happy.
Elvis on the kitchen radio singin' his bluesy holiday tunes.
yup. again. :) or still.
lots of games.
secret club rules (over-extended) and clubhouse building (in the livingroom).
raffia and jute pumpkins.
and more games
Maddie is playing (and following along) on the keyboard, and the Mama of the house is learning to play the recorder. I fancy that I'll be able to play like this. (go have a listen. just the first few notes. it's so lovely.)
yup. that all sounds about right.
all is well at our house.