Friday morning. Son has a carnival party at daycare. Is dressed as ninja turtle except for mask that was too scary.

Friday evening. Snow. Driving weather is terrible and traffic is jammed but the city looks beautiful.

Saturday. Hibernating. Made a paper butterfly with my son.

Bought flowers for myself.

Sunday. Weather is better and snow is gone. We made a bonfire in the backyard and burned all paper and wood waste we’ve accumulated over the time. We grilled corn in the fire. It tasted like smoke and sugar.

Easy cooking. I like the cookie dough better than the baked cookies, though.

I’m the proprietor of one of the most unusable cookers I’ve ever used. Wet fingers? Oil remnants on the surface? Don’t bother trying to manipulate the controls.

Washed a wool carpet in the washing machine and tumble dried it. Not recommendable, although, surprisingly, I think we’ll still be able to use it. It’s nice, felted and compact.

After running wild on and off the couch, carpet and dining table, it’s sleepy time.

Nap well, sweet dreams.