Lousy Smarch Weather



You know, I normally really dislike February.  A typical February in my neck of the woods is dreary.  Cold, overcast, sometimes we don't see the sun for the entire month.  But, this February was phenomenal.  We had temperatures in the 50s and 60s, with blue skies and no snow.

 

 And then March hit and we're back to the winter gloom.  Kiss my butt, March.  

 

 

Today has been a quiet day here at Pemberley.  Not because our house has been emptier or less busy than usual.  The kids came down with this coughing virus that is going around.  It settled in Lizzy's lungs and throat and she has lost her voice.  So, it's a funny thing... when someone is always whispering to you, you sort of automatically whisper back.  And everyone feels like they have to be very quiet.  Kitty and Jane especially keep whispering when talking to each other.

 

It is 100% awesome. 

 

In other news, I signed the kids up for public school for next school year.  Yippee-ki-ay MotherFathers!   This year, to be honest has in many ways exactly what we needed.  We are on a more relaxed schedule.  We haven't needed to drag anyone out of bed at 6:30 a.m.  We haven't had to worry about sending a elephant's buttload of medicines to school with the accompanying enormous stack of paperwork involved. 

 

There are 3 months left and I think we might even survive this homeschooling experiment.  Survive, but definitely not repeat.  I'm just too stupid for this.  And that is okay, my kids want to go back to school anyway. 

 

Kitty will be going to kindergarten!  What a trip. Do you know that when I started this blog she was a wee squishy little girl who never wanted me out of her sight?  And now she is getting taller and thinner and she still never ever wants me out of her sight.   Everyday I have two little shorties and one small furball that would follow my every move if they could.

 

(He's standing up, if you are confused as to where his limbs went.)
(Also, he needs a haircut super bad, I am not entirely sure if he can see past his face hair.)

Mr. Bingley is pretty sweet.  You know, he does all those puppy things like tearing up every piece of paper he can find and/or sneaking quietly to an inconspicuous corner of the house to leave a pile of hot tootsie rolls.  Did I just cure you of ever eating another tootsie roll?  Oh well, no big loss.  That's like someone taking away your Necco wafer privileges.  You'll live. 

Anyway, the kids are in love with him.  It warms my cold, icy heart to see them running around in the yard with him or snuggling with him on the couch.  He is generally very good with the kids.  And thank goodness, he is past the nippy-bite-everything-all-day-long stage.

So, that's life.  Maybe tomorrow I will post a super exciting announcement.  I've been considering doing it for a week or two...  Now maybe I will actually do it.  So, the two of you who actually still read this blog should make sure to tune in then!