All is quiet on the southern front.

I don’t hear foot steps, screaming, or any kind of action upstairs, so the kids are either sound asleep (highly unlikely) or watching netflix in their mother’s bed. Which is usually punctuated with squeals, screams, kicking and slapping, as they jostle for position on the pillows, and for duvet coverage in the warmth of the king size comforter. None of which I can hear. Doesn’t mean that none of it is currently happening, just that I can’t hear it over the drone of my floor fan, dehumidifier, furnace, and the ceiling. Also – mic check, I’m hard of hearing in my left ear, so that adds a layer of difficulty to spying from the basement guest room. I can imagine, as I break the plane by crossing the upstairs threshold that it is absolute bedlam up there, and my sonic white noise bubble just does an excellent job of hiding it all. Or, now hear me out, because it’s still dark out until 8:00am or later on cloudy days, maybe they actually slept in? I doubt that, but it could one day be true. Right? One day they will both want to sleep in? Won’t they?

Yesterday’s PA Day wasn’t awful, the kids were fairly well behaved throughout the day. We even spent 2 hours in the frigid park. All of us wound up with bright rosy wind burned cheeks. It snowed a little, but nothing like what we were hoping for. I wanted four to six inches so that they could go tobogganing in the park, but it was mostly just frost glazed grass. Not ideal. Lots of freezing rain, drizzle, fog this year. I have to think that there will be more of it to come with how weird our winter is this year.

Shout out to my niece who turned fourteen today! Happy birthday Ava Jane! Hope you have a great weekend! Ciao Bella.