This high!

The blizzard raged most of the night. We didn't sleep well, because little barometer had nightmares and clear opinions about what could and couldn't touch his body during the night. When we got up, though, he was very, very happy to see that the storm had brought about 40 cm of snow.

I had to leave early for a doctor's appointment, where my tiredness was explained not by my old maternal age, but by low iron stocks. I guess I'll have to eat more beef! Little mister went to daycare with grandma and had fun in the snow. That is, after grandma carried him over the snow drifts in our little alley. "Can't lift my feet, I'm stuck" was apparently his cry of help.