Hannah was extremely annoyed to only get a three-hour delayed start (although that did mean an extra cappuccino), but after she left I had the challenge of entertaining people at both extremes of the gerontological spectrum alone. I decided to divide and conquer: Mum and Pete were sent outside to shovel snow, Sheila got to stay in and read.
Ready to put in a few hours' work.
Of course, it quickly descended into a snowball fight.
The snow was very icy, so this was the best I could manage for a snowman. D- for effort, F for execution.
Come on out, Grandma. It's lovely!
By the time Hannah went to work we'd cleared a path for her. I don't want my princess getting chilly feet, do I?!
I did coax Mum and Sheila out by mid-afternoon, sending them to Safeway to buy milk and fruit. They came back with cheesecake. Here's hoping for warmer weather tomorrow...
