Went grocery shopping. Took both my kids. Didn’t put snowpants on them. We were only going from the house to the car and the car to the store.
While I was buckling my daughter into her carseat, my son decided to jump off the front step into a snow pile in our tiny garden. He sank right up to his waist. When I pulled him out (literally 3 seconds after he jumped in), he left little circles of no snow. Continue reading
For as long as I can remember, my birthday has been defined by March Break.
When I was a kid, my birthday parties were either way before my birthday or way after; never the weekend of my birthday because either all of my friends were away or we were away. Continue reading
I, along with many other people in the city, fought the snow this morning.
Luckily, my car was parked in the garage overnight and did not ice up or get snowed under. So my morning started out OK. Continue reading
