{"id":457,"date":"2012-01-24T22:03:32","date_gmt":"2012-01-25T02:03:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/andromeda.qc.ca\/guthrie\/?p=457"},"modified":"2012-01-24T22:03:32","modified_gmt":"2012-01-25T02:03:32","slug":"how-to-spend-a-rainy-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/andromeda.qc.ca\/guthrie\/?p=457","title":{"rendered":"How to Spend a Rainy Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

After a couple of days of sudden winter weather, we had a return to spring today. But although the temperature was great (I think it went up to 9 degrees Celsius!), it poured rain ALL.DAY.LONG. It basically looked like this all day,<\/p>\n

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except that it’s not raining in that picture, but trust me – it was very wet outside. So there was no chance for Claire and I to go for a walk. I’ve been noticing a need building up inside me to get outside and get some sunshine (or even grey, cloudy light), but today was not going to be the day.<\/p>\n

I spent the day getting a few chores done, mostly things like moving our plastic containers to a different spot and reorganizing the cupboard they vacated and cleaning the mirror in the living room that I always forget about – chores I don’t undertake very often. But I also swept and did load after load after load of laundry, and did the dishes. And, of course, I played with my little helper!<\/p>\n

It was also a good day for napping – Claire took two, when she is usually a single-napper kind of gal, although they were each for an hour, so she got her usual two hours anyway. <\/p>\n

Hanging out with Charles Barkley pre-nap.<\/p>\n

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She has suddenly started sticking her tongue out. I, of course, have nothing to do with this.<\/p>\n

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And it was a day that saw me wanting to bake. This does not happen very often. I enjoy baked goods, but I hate baking and since it’s basically just Neal and I eating them at this point, I don’t really like having them in the house. Because we’re the only ones eating them, and I’m still trying to lose pregnancy weight!<\/p>\n

But today, with the grey, gloomy skies, the rain pouring down, breathing in stale indoor air, I felt the need to bake something. So I made some Cinnamon muffins (Sherry’s recipe<\/a>) while Claire was napping.<\/p>\n

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And made myself a cup of tea to help wash one down.<\/p>\n

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But of course, Claire woke up from her nap just when I was going to sit down to enjoy my tea and muffin, so I ended up sharing – the muffin, not the tea, though she did keep eyeing my cup.<\/p>\n

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She’s still perfecting her pincer grasp, though, so more of it ended up on her lap than in her belly. I finally gave up and gave her some Gerber Graduates Puffs<\/a> as they are easier for her to grasp.<\/p>\n

Then Neal came home, so Claire got to play her version of “tea party” with Daddy – this generally involves throwing the cups around, chewing on the saucers, and tipping the lid of the teapot around and around and around so that all you hear is the annoying high-pitched chime that drives me bonkers. <\/p>\n

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The lid has mysteriously disappeared following this picture. I, of course, played no more part in the disappearance than I do in Claire’s fascination with sticking her tongue out.<\/p>\n

A grey gloomy day is definitely improved by having a wonderful 9-month-old little girl with whom to spend it. Watch this video and you’ll see why*<\/p>\n