Yesterday the hot topic at ECFE was how to bring the sandbox concept inside. One mommy said she put cat litter in a plastic tote. When she said this I nearly jumped out of my chair for joy (but hadn't had any coffee yet, so this would have been impossible) because I remembered that last fall I bought a small sand table on clearance for such a time as this, and it was still out in the garage. Callooh! Callay! As soon as Big Daddy got home we brought that bad puppy inside and filled it with a big box of macaroni I had in the cupboard. The dog was thrilled. I sat and played computer Scrabble for 45 minutes while Preschooler D and the dog happily munched away at dried pasta. Look, friends. We are at the "whatever it takes" point of winter. A little dried pasta is good for the digestive system.
Recently my sister wrote that she was through wearing her winter coat no matter the temperature. I am going to be right behind her, but I got cold this morning, as today's high was 5, and I put on the big down parka. It's warm, but it's bulky. I am like a giant green marshmallow snow person in it. I am probably going to tuck it in the closet for good now. How many more days where the high is five can there be?
Don't answer that.