Repeated pretty much every Thursday night at 10 pm…
The scene: Grey’s Anatomy has just ended and George has walked into the living room to see if something he deems better might be on now.
George: Sigh. Stop crying.
Sherry: Sniff. SNIFF. I’m not. I have… a cold. And a lot of dust in my eye.
Funny how I get dust in my eye every Thursday night, isn’t it?
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Today Breanna asked me if we could go to the park for a picnic like we did back in July (even if it was short-lived thanks to the rain that came along). I had to gently break it to her that it’s now almost Winter and it’s far too cold to be sitting around having picnics in parks right now.
She was disappointed but I built her a fort and she was happy with that. Later in the afternoon I asked her if she wanted to come with me to walk the dog and she brightened up right away. After bundling her in a warm coat and a hat with the hood pulled up over it, we grabbed the dog and headed outside. Immediately she turned around in circles a few times and then looked up at me in confusion.
“Where’s the snow Mommy?” she asked with her eyebrow cocked at me. I explained that there wasn’t any snow yet, it was just cold. She was so annoyed with me for mentioning Winter when there wasn’t a single flake of snow to be seen. She cheered up quickly though, walking beside me and telling me all about how she was going to run and jump in the snow and make a ton of snow angels.
At one point she tipped her nose up into the air and said, “I can smell the snow! I think it’s coming soon!” And then she skipped along as she held my hand, smiling at the thought of all the snow she would roll around in as soon as possible.
I’m happy she’s happy. I’m just not happy at the thought of snow. Please don’t tell her, but as much as she wants to keep sniffing for snow, I’ll be spending just as much time crossing my fingers and hoping it holds off a few weeks longer.
Besides, the leaves are SO hard to find under 20 centimeters of snow.
Seems like a couple hotdogs while walking might equate to a “walking picnic.” Of course if mustard squirts out onto a coat I never suggested a thing. Maybe an indoor picnic?
Indoor picnics are great – we do those a lot! We put a blanket down or we sit in her fort and eat together. I think she just really wanted to do it at the park today.
I woke up this morning to big ol’ flakes coming down. Bah!
I saw that in the weather forecast on Canada AM this morning. There’s snow to the West of us and snow to the East. It’s scaring me because I know it’s only a matter of time, wah!
Having followed for a few years now I was interested how Breanna suddenly looks a lot more like Hayley in some photos- especially the leaf inspector pic. Nearly 4- growing up!!