It was an eerie morning. The sun came out, bright and warm.
Something didn't feel quite right about it.
I made sure I took care of the chickens early just in case.
We had breakfast and went to playgroup.
The instant I left the warm school building, I knew that that uneasy feeling was.
The calm before the storm.
I have always been sensitive to barometric pressure.
The instant it starts to drop, I develop a migraine.
And there it was.
Leaving the building, the wind started to kick up and large clouds began to float by.
In the 3 minutes it took to get home, the wind started blowing bitterly cold air.
The large white clouds turned dark and foreboding.
The snow started.
Quickly, plans changed.
We decided to stay in and make cinnamon buns.
A rare treat.
Not an "always food."
For Christmas W. got a box of wooden brain teasers and games.
He may not know it, but he's playing an addition game.
I love how every moment is teachable.
Every moment with my babies is special.