Brr. I miss last Wednesday. When it was 81 degrees and we could drive wherever we wanted. Like to a Christmas festival, with Michael's class toy, Curious George, who is spending the week with us.
On Thursday morning, I went with Michael, and George, on the pre-K field trip to the North Pole Express train.
Michael didn't like my suggestion that he share his candy cane with George (or me.) Grumpus.
Throughout the rest of the day, temps plummeted 50 degrees and the sleet started to fall that night. We've been mostly home-bound since then but we've managed to entertain ourselves.
Brisket + Snow = Love
