Six kids on a toboggan…there’s no more room!
We have been keeping warm both inside and out. These winter days are still fun, the snow is still pretty, the pots of food on the stove are much appreciated.
Okay that is only half true. We have been trading illness around us. I’ll give you a cough if you give me that fever. But really isn’t it best to be sick on a cold winter day? Blankets and soup? Yeah it’s not much fun when you have to walk through deep snow to feed the chickens and realize at breakfast there is hardly any milk left. The thought of going to the store makes you feel desperate like you actually have to go out and milk the cow in a blizzard. Even though all you have to do is drive 1/2 mile down the road and walk in the country store with the crotchety clerk and walk to the back cooler and dig in the way back to get the freshest milk. When you pay you will tell her to have a nice day even though she will snort and turn around like she is tooooooooo busy to say it back. Secretly I know she is nice somewhere within and she just has a bad habit of rudeness. That is just how crotchety people operate.
Anyway when you see your kids sledding down big hills with their smiles pasted to their face with their runny noses, it makes you happy.
Hadley and Henry making memories.
Nothing is more hearty on a cold snowy day than tomato soup. Recipe from What Katie Ate.
I don’t have a finished picture of the soup because we ate it all But it was Good! Good! Good! The melted feta on the toasted bread crouton? Oye so good!