In Like A Lion

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”

~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

Remember this?

The gym unit that brought so much joy yet so much pain…

Well, Elsa felt the wrath of the scooter and crazily enough she suffered a finger avulsion. I will spare you the “before picture.”

Aside from the initial pain, Elsa feels fine. The doctor splinted the bad finger to her pinky and applied a clean dressing so the skin would hopefully adhere back to her finger. 🤮

Thankfully, after a few days, her body started doing its thing, and with a follow up at the doctor, a simple bandage was all that was needed. We celebrated with lunch out.

The joys of getting out of the house and feeling alive, but it’s Canada so now we are hunkered down for snowstorm #1 of the weekend.

It begins…

Sophie is hating on the weather because it could spoil her school musical performance. Elsa has a ballet exam tomorrow, which means we may be traveling by dogsled and morning hockey might be canceled (Soren is grumping).

Ellinor on the other hand is feeling the snow flow.

No one puts fourth child in the corner.

Ellinor went to bed and we embraced her enthusiasm, heading out for shovel session number one. All of the kids’ misgivings about the weather disappeared as they ran outside to play.

It’s a beautiful and calm winter night; no wind and gentle falling snow. It’s March 2nd and kind of magical.

2 thoughts on “In Like A Lion

  1. Those are magical moments, the quietitude of freshly fallen snow in the windless night. I miss those moments, I miss blowing snow in my heated cab Kabota.

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