Snowfall

This afternoon we saw our first snowfall. It didn't stick a whole lot, but it was very thick and very promising, and it made an otherwise gloomy day quite joyful.

Fifi was such a doll today. It was the best day since we got home. She took a good morning nap in the pram with Gran and Grandpa, and a teeny tiny afternoon nap at home. She ate well today, and though she took a while to go down to bed, she went down faster than she has any other night since we returned from America. What a relief. Maybe soon she'll be back to normal! Fingers crossed.

My house is also starting to look a little less tornado-y. The living room is ALMOST clean! Just one more couch covered in who-knows-what to go. Tomorrow, I'm tackling Fifi's room (the most unsafe room in the house for a baby, might I add), and Scott's going up into the loft to put loads of stuff away. That ought to make a big difference. Kitchen needs a bit of tidying, but it's not as bad as it was. Just some pans and tiny baby food tubs need handwashed.

Hmm. Well, to be honest, folks, that's pretty much all I have to say. The joy of gingerbread-man-making and Christmas-tree-decorating that can be seen in my photos kinda speak for themselves. But most of my days right now consist of trying to keep Fifi in one general place and out of all kinds of unforeseeable danger. That girl has an eye for untouchables...