Soup Update

Chris got home about two, pulled a homemade granola bar out of the fridge, and started carrying on about how good it was, and I started making candy-coated pretzels.

Under the pressure, Finley buckled down, and ate her soup. Halfway through the bowl, she asked me to make more tomorrow night.

!?!?!

Walkin' and Talkin'

Zivah got clearance to go without her brace the end of October. We started intense training in the evenings, forcing her to walk a few steps between us. Although she seemed to have fairly good balance, she rarely took a step without something to hold onto. Finally, this past week, she gained some confidence, and has been walkin' up a storm.

Soup's On...

I've been lacking in the culinary department lately and have made a bad habit of fixing the kids things I know they want to eat. In other words, a lot of junk food.

Finley and Joe have also been battling colds in some form or other for several weeks, so blaming it on all the the extra sugar and non-healthy food the kids have been ingesting (and on myself), I whipped up a big pot of soup for supper last night: my version of minestrone.

Zivah sucked it down. Joe ate all of it with only minor bribery. Finley decided she would rather *ahem* save it for breakfast.

This morning, Finley decided she would save it for lunch. She is going to her enrichment classes this morning and won't get home until noon. I am hoping she will be ravenously hungry, get over this little stubborn trip, and eat.

An Early Christmas Gift

Upon hearing about the loss of my coffee mug a few weeks ago, a friend of mine sent me a link to some potential 'replacement' cups, and offered to buy one for me. In my browsing, I found this one.

It arrived today. Coffee happiness returning. Mourning turning into dancing.

Thanks, Al.

Nice Frost This Morning...

Looks pretty. (Especially up close.)

Wonder if this will be as close as we get to snow this year again.