My new attitude to winter is working. I am soaking up the frosty mornings.
Of course we are just 24 of 91 days along, but so far so good. Yesterday we had pretend sunshine. Do you know pretend sunshine? When the sky is blue, the clouds are gone and the light is bright. But the washing never dries, coats are still buttoned high and the ground is still wet. If you sit inside a window with the pretend sunshine streaming in you can feel great.
And we did.
We played Kerplunk and Pick up Sticks and Hungry Hippos.
We danced to some great new music by Electric Lunchbox while each of our pizzas were cooking.
Popps put on a magic show.
We measured how enormous the biggest tooth in the world was going to be.
Mr H played golf and I listed another car seat on eBay.
I avoided the washing, knowing it wouldn't dry.
We spent a few of the best sunny hours at the park playing with my nephews.
When I tucked Popps into bed she was practicing her knitting, she doesnt want to knit anything, just to learn the skill, this was when I realised that she has no clean uniform for today because avoiding the washing is never a good thing. Praise the inventor of the dryer.
Are you embracing winter? If you do so on Instagram would you mind adding #embracingwinter to your picture so I can pop by and be encouraged by all the other things that can only be enjoyed while wearing thermals.