I was going to show and tell something else, something that is six Sundays late now. But it will have to wait one more-- the pictures of it are on Monkey's camera, and the camera is with Monkey, and Monkey is off skiing with JD. Yup, call it Monkey and JD's excellent school vacation or speed demons' paradise, but the upshot is that they took off Thursday and won't be back until mid day tomorrow. Which left the Cub and me in the house that suddenly seems humongous.
We've lazied around, we've cuddled, we've laughed. At least one of us has been out of pajamas every day.
And yesterday, because the sun was shining and it wasn't outrageously cold, I had my the first coffee-on-the-deck of the season. And pst... I was the one in pajamas. What? They were warm pajamas. And I wore fluffy slippers I almost never wear otherwise.
The Cub kept me company. And what delightful company he is!
On the wall by the staircase leading up to the second floor we have this picture of Monkey barely younger than the Cub is now, sitting in this same pram, making faces at her grandfather. The Cub's been sitting unassisted for a bit now, so you can see how I just had to take a picture. And who can take just one?
Certainly not me. I have no self-control when it comes to my trusty SLR sidekick. And also chocolate. I have very little self-control left when chocolate is involved. And Trader Joe's was out of my low carb dark chocolate Friday. So it is their fault that I bought their store brand (which is decidedly not low carb), and that there is barely any of it left.
I was intending to have my coffee and read my blogs*, but I didn't make it through the whole cup out there. I took so long with the pictures that when the wind suddenly started both the Cub and I were already in the cool territory, and so it wasn't long until the Cub's nose was fit to enter a baby Rudolph contest. But I made it through more that half that huge cup there. I left the deck door open while we were out so that some of the fresh air percolated in, and it was nice to come back inside anyway. And may I report that the wind made the Cub laugh even more? I am guessing that the speed demons ski team might have a new member in a couple of years.
Today, by the way, it was raining. And there is talk of snow this week. It's ok. I can take it. In fact, I am not sure I am ready for it to be spring yet. Yeah, I know, my head is a mess-- winter is the mourning season, the hardest season, and yet I am not sure I am ready to have it go. Whatever-- we don't need no stinking logic.
Want more showing and telling? Stop by Miss Mel's classroom.
*And umm... nevermind the ugly stains on my laptop screen. They've been cleaned up now, I swear.