Blowing & Drifting

Forecast: Significant blowing and drifting, with the possibility of heavy accumulation in rural areas.

Weekended

A three-day weekend is a good thing, notwithstanding spring gales, rainy Sunday afternoons, and a sick baby. I spent a ton of time with Genevieve, watching her scoot backwards and rotate this way and that. I have no idea how that kid has avoided getting a circular abrasion on her ample tummy, on which, almost literally, her world turns. Unfortunately, she was sad and weepy all weekend, possibly from teething or possibly from (*gulp*) an ear infection. Shannon will do the lord's work by taking her to the pediatrician tomorrow...

The high point of the weekend was taking Julia to the Northfield fire station for a kids' tour of the premises and the vehicles. She loved it, after her usual 20-minute period of defrosting, and even let me dress her in their kid-sized firefighting suit. I felt safer just looking at her, even if she did then call herself "Snozzle," after a pig firefighter in a Richard Scarry book.

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Later that afternoon, she rode around in a cart at Menards and pretended to be a "firegirl." At one point, she gestured madly down the aisle and yelled, "Daddy, there's a fire that needs fighting!" I said, "Well, let's go put it out, firegirl!" She turned and looked at me: "No, Daddy. There's no such thing as a firegirl." How can that be, when I just got so badly burned?