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Patriot Snow Day in NH

It’s 5 degrees F here on the hill, and snowing hard. The wind is making it feel like 8 degrees F below zero. It’s February in NH.

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5 degrees and snowing on Tirrell Hill

 

Last week we got 27″ of snow here on the hill. It’s looking like we may get another 12+” today, with more later in the week. The kids are home and play time will commence. The snow day is a perfect way to replay and enjoy the Patriots 4th Title, completed last night. I love winter.

Pats champs

In Good Hands

We have experienced our share of sickness this winter season, but we are in good hands. See, we have a pair of doctors living among us…

Dr. Thomas FeatherDuster and Dr. Lisa

Dr. Thomas FeatherDuster and Dr. Lisa

My little sponges

My little sponges Jacqueline and Theodore while playing in the family room this morning, were carrying on as if completely alone. First, Jacqueline, while carrying a stuffed animal dog, was babbling lyrics. In this order, speaking, not singing, while holding the dog, and working around the play kitchen. Followed by some random interactions this morning.

Little town
Quiet village
Everyday
The B-I-B-L-E
That’s the book for me
I stand alone on the word of God
The B-I-B-L-E
Little town
Quiet village
Everyday
Was blind
But now I see
Yellow, black and white
Little town
Quiet village
Everyday
Rock a baby
Tree top
Wind breaks
The cradle will fall
Down come baby
Cradle and all
Hey, brother!
Dinner time!
It’s eat time!

Theodore: Sister! Feed the dog!
Jacqueline: feed the dog?
T: yes, sister.
J: okay, here dog. (Forcing a spoonful of imagination into the dog’s mouth)
T: I made a donut. (Holds it up and takes a loud bite, sounding like a dog’s bark)
T: all done, sister.
J: I take a nap. (Climbs onto the couch with dog and a dolls blanket)
T: Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! (As he touches every single button on the play kitchen)

T: There’s a bug-gie in there! A bug-gie!
J: Where T-Uh-dore?
T: Over there (pointing)
J: Ummm, I don’t see it. All gone.
T: It died
J: Ya, it died.

T: I take a break
J: take a break?
T: ya
J: I take a break too (they both lay down on couch cushions they’ve placed on the floor)

My two little sponges. Jacqueline and Theodore. They don’t miss anything we say or do. They soak it up and let us see what they’ve learned in random bursts like this morning. Priceless. (photo by Erin Beal)