Pete's school remains shut, as some people only had their streets snowploughed this morning. As long as they open by Friday, otherwise we won't get our weekly raisin challah bread and that would be a disaster.
Parenting has been going well, with only Toy Story and Thomas The Tank Engine used to gain an hour or two of peace. OK, there has been a lot of Super Mario Galaxy 2 played, but I've outlined the educational aspects of computer games before.
I imagine life will return to normal one day. At the moment 8-ft-high piles of ploughed snow are taking up one lane (or the entire sidewalk) of most roads, and although we managed to get to the supermarket there wasn't much to restock the larder with. It's all getting a bit frustrating, but the snow might have got sticky enough for us to build a snowman this afternoon! And then I'll cathartically melt him with a hairdryer.
Pete decided to join mummy doing work. Guess how long this lasted.
The snow is now "cleared" apparently. Driving out of the garage involves a 12-point-turn, and I haven't done one of those since my driving test.
Strangely you could find as much broccoli as you wanted.
Daddy finally delivered on that igloo he promised, and one much warmer and drier than anticipated.
