Winter

It snowed. We are staying inside, staying warm and hunkering down - a term I have heard several people use as of late. Hunkering down together entails baking cakes and eating spoonfuls of icing - that icing with coconut and pecans that goes so well on a German chocolate cake. Long naps some days, and no naps on other days... Moon dough all over the playroom, making Valentines and colorful pictures of scribbles and Tinkerbells and Rapunzels... Dress up...Hot cocoa...And unfolding folded laundry - at least twice. We have made a "trailmix" for the cold little birds and squirrels and that ugly old possum that Greta said, "Looks like a fuzzy cat with a bald tail." Gross, but kind of pitiful and hungry, so we let him munch outside the door.

We have also been sick, so this time of being homebound is good for recovery and rest. Poor Greta had a stomach bug last week, and Jack caught a runny nose. Then Greta developed a deep cough and shared that with Jack. We have plenty of Puffs and are keeping our germs to ourselves. Our germs are hunkering down.