Well, I can tell you that exactly one month ago (give or take an hour or two) I was walking on the beach with my sis and her husband, taking these pictures:
Sigh. Don't get me wrong, our holiday was fan-flibbety-tastic (except for Henry and the small matter of his reluctance to sleep through the night). But it just seems SOOOOOO long ago.
Oh well, there's lots to look forward to. March Break shenanigans (Evy is starring in a wee play over March Break), Easter and Henry's 2nd birthday, and Spring! Glorious Spring!
Rob has tapped our maple trees, so I can expect homemade syrup sometime soon, and the kids are going to granny and poppa's for a sleepover tomorrow night! (My shouts of glee about this are drowning out poppa's groans of terror - it's a bit scary, actually, he sounds like one of the Walking Dead. Or if he doesn't now, he will after spending the night with Henry, moo haw haw). This is Henry's first night away from mom & dad! Very exciting!
So, I guess, in hindsight, I don't have that much to complain about. Oh. Wait. Except for the fact that there is a reeking, revolting, stinking dead mouse somewhere in my basement. I can't find it, but I sure can smell it. There's just something so WRONG about getting a whiff of dead-mouse stink every time the furnace comes on. Sigh. Anyone want to come over for a slightly deranged version of hide n' seek?!
That's your Millbrook update for this (mediocre) Thursday. Happy (almost) spring to one and all!
