It’s been a nice weekend. I guess it technically started on Friday evening, but I don’t remember much in particular. Well, except for the fact that I woke up to a waking and hungry Breanna at 5 am and realized that she had slept straight through for six hours. But I refuse to talk about that because if I do, it will be a year before she does it again.

Saturday, George was supposed to take Hayley to the park to play in all the new fluffy snow. Half an hour before they were going to go, our friend Louie called and said he’d bring Hayley’s boyfriend his son A over and they could all go together. This was great in theory, except that they made it as far as the courtyard and realized it was minus a billion degrees with the wind chill so they came right back up. Both kids had bright red faces from less than five minutes outside. I guess Canada finally decided to remember that it’s winter.

It was okay though, because they stayed for the afternoon. George had a recording session for his friend Frank, but Louie and I chatted in the living room with Breanna and Hayley and A played ecstatically in her room. I later asked Hayley what they played and apparently they played Mommy & Daddy (this game included fleeing to escape a burning house!), Baby (each took turns in the crib), and Cinderella (Hayley was Cinderella, A was the prince). My uterus nearly exploded from the cuteness.

Hayley was so tired from all the fun that she barely spoke through supper, and even though Frank was still here working on music right across the hall, she was asleep in under 20 minutes.

Today is really low-key in comparison. The biggest excitement has been bath time (Hayley always has a daytime bath now because she likes to play in there for half an hour or so) and a cartton version of The Wizard Of Oz.

I like weekends like this – not TOO busy but not boring either.