December 1 it snowed. Someone must have pushed the button. It has been quite nippy since then, and the snow has never completely left.
Little ones fight with me over coats, hats, scarves, mitts and boots. Official notes have come from school assuring all that these things are necessary. When I went to pick the littlest one up today, his ears and nose were red from just having come in from recess -- without his hat.
Bad weather and feeling ill has driven me to more knitting, surrounded by hot drinks and netflix. I have two and a half of the bands done on the fair-isle sweater. It is so much fun, and I just love the Jo Sharp yarn.
Well, it's 8:10, and bed is calling. Tomorrow I shall try to upload pictures.