Life around here is so beautiful and so crazy. We all have terrible colds so I’m making little potions for us of cayenne pepper and honey and apple cider vinegar and kleenex are strewn about hither and yon in the way you’d imagine they would be in the home of an INFP mother of two babies.
It has been a mild winter so far; we have had several days above freezing so far. Unlike last winter. But we won’t speak of last winter.
I bought plane tickets to take the children and myself to Nashville in late March, by which time the South will be all daffodils and sunshine and joy and low taxes, and Ithaca will be 14 degrees and miserable. I cannot wait. I’m flying by myself with a baby and a toddler and I don’t even care.
Some good things around here lately:
Bullet journal!!!! I want to recite all of shakespeare’s sonnets to you every day.
Making butter with some cream I found on sale at the co-op. Awesome toddler activity.
Watching lots of Jeeves and wooster with the toddler. He’s obsessed. It’s the best.
There are lots of other good things I wanted to write about, but I am being clawed at by a toddler. More later.