So winter has arrived. The rain stopped and now we have snow. As usual, for the last three years, the country gets excited with all the snow but also becomes chaotic!
On Friday some people couldn’t go to work, others left early to avoid being stuck at work and in my case I had to drop everything to collect Laura at the nursery. They called me asking to pick her up as she had been complaining of ear ache the whole day and was very upset.
After an emergency appointment with the GP, she is again on antibiotics, this time for an ear infection. It was a pain to push the pushchair on the snow and it was freezing!
Saturday more snow so we head off to the shops to get a wellie boots for Laura, a new pair of gloves and a new hat – hers were lost somewhere.
And even more snow on Sunday. So we are now debating how tomorrow will be. It’s annoying to go out in such weather…
Laura is better, but for some reason not sleeping well. Today she woke up at 5am and didn’t go back to sleep. The afternoon nap only came at 3pm. What to do in 10 hours?!? A bit of TV, DVD, building blocks, arts and craft, music, dancing, running and baking…
We baked a very quick, simple, sweet and yummy Galaxy cake, very improvised. (mix 1 cup of flour, 1 cut of ground almonds, 1 cup of sugar, 2 spoons of melted butter with a bar of Galaxy chocolate, 2 eggs, 1 cup of milk, 1 tablespoon of baking powder, place it in a baking tray and bake for 45min-1hour; voila, you have a moist choc cake with a funny texture but quite tasty). Laura loves breaking the eggs and mixing ingredients. I’m yet to be totally cool with that, but participated of all the process, except putting it in the oven.
And although she is recovering, she is very energetic. I can’t believe how much energy can fit in that little body!
And we finally booked our trip to Romania in February. Fingers crossed the weather in the UK will be better as they simply cancel flights when there’s a bit of snow.
Domestic life is a beach (sic). Our tumble drier doesn’t fit in the house so it’s in the garage – we have to cross the garden to get to it. Not a surprise that this is one of our least favourite tasks (well, hubby’s, as he is the one in charge).