Apropos of nothing, Mia rolled from her back to her belly on Tuesday night. She was hugely disappointed to find that all her hard work got her was onto her belly, which she despises. Don't think she will be doing that again soon.
And now for our regularly scheduled post...
We got our first (teeny bit of) snow earlier this week, and it was the first time I really missed my job. I loved snowy days at the office. First of all, lots of people who can't figure out how to drive in half an inch of snow stay home, so it is pretty quiet. The people who do show up come in late with pink cheeks from shoveling, wearing boots (ten hole Docs in my case) and jeans and big wooly sweaters. For the entire day, the office smells slightly damp and fresh. My office window looked out on an unused building and woods, so I could watch the snow fall and blow entirely undisturbed, except for an occasional kid who had come to work with their parent when the schools closed and decided to try sledding down the hill outside my window on a cafeteria tray.
A snow day just isn't as much fun when you don't get to spend it remarking on how much is or is not coming down and what the roads may be like and how far everyone has to go to get home. The trade-off was worth it though. Instead of a snowy day in my office, I bundled Mia up in a big fluffy blanket and took her outside to see her very first snow (we had some before Thanksgiving, but she was in bed). She giggled when the snowflakes started hitting her nose.