Hey, look! It's March 14th! Must be time for an enormous, depressing snowstorm!*
Sigh.
Although we don't really expect spring on the Canadian border in March, that's still an unpleasant sight to wake up to. Kind of over it.
Mia thinks so, too. To my knowledge, she has yet to leave the porch to take advantage of the latrine area A. cleared for her.
I can't blame her. I wouldn't want to squat in a foot of snow to pee, either.
It's still snowing now, and is supposed to continue all day. Cubby and Charlie of course don't have school, so Cubby decided to make everyone eggs for a second breakfast. They went through ten eggs between the three boys.
All that snow makes for a powerful appetite.
Meanwhile, Eczema Baby continues to demand satisfaction for her own powerful appetite.
She also continues to grow her cheeks at a rapid pace.
And that's the news from the frozen snow globe that is our house. Over and out.
* Although, thankfully, not as big as last year's apocalyptic March storm that also, interestingly, started on March 14th.
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