This morning Keira and I were playing in her room before venturing downstairs when she began to hoot and holler like some kind of excited, twittering birdie. Pointing out the window, she was eying up the new neighbor playing out in the snow...a dog! There might not be anything as thrilling in the life of a child as a doggie who is just their size and always wants to play. She proceeded to wave goodbye to him from the window as we left her room :) So sweet.
Snow day, here at home. 14 plus inches and I had quite an adventure shoveling myself out. Boy, oh boy, was that a workout. But I enjoy the result...feeling productive, clean straight lines, having the option of getting out of the house on the fly. Howie was plowing for two days, poor guy, but that sweet husband of mine brought me flowers when he came home this afternoon. Just because :) Am I lucky, or am I lucky?
When I wasn't shoveling, I was snuggling up inside with a cozy fire and a warm coffee in my new, blue checker mug that I gave myself for Christmas. Keeping me company was a playful Keira, taking me around the house, showing me what she wanted to do or get or say from one thing to the next. She does not talk in our language yet, so I find when I say, "Show me what you want..." she doesn't get frustrated with the idea that I am a slow-learning individual who has failed to understand her language. The cats were lazing about today too, with Ollie curled up on my jacket on the floor, laying by the cold outside and a pile of wet boots. As if there were no better place. Savy was more reasonable, finding a little nook amongst the couch pillows. All in all...a happy day here at the Beehive.
|sweet Keira Belle|
|tulips from Howie:)|