Snow and Garlic

. . . and school's already been canceled for tomorrow so Kindergarten registration is postponed. Sigh.

I am thrilled that we're finally having a bit of winter weather, though! And the girls will get to play in the snow tomorrow! Last year, Ada was just a toddler and couldn't handle walking in the snow very well. This year, she'll LOVE it.

Thinking of Ada, she and I popped by the grocery after leaving Ellie at preschool. We're St. Louis natives, now, so of course we had to go out for bread and milk at the first hint of a winter storm. (A friend says, "bread, milk, eggs - why does everyone here make french toast when it snows?") A strolling cafe worker ambushed us with an offer of freshly baked veggie breakfast pizza. We accepted and enjoyed, not realizing that it was a big, nasty booby trap. Ada's last bite contained an entire clove of garlic, and for the rest of the day, she reeked. I could barely stand to nurse her.

Yes, nurse her. She's made it very clear that she's uninterested in weaning. We're still in discussions about the issue. I really want it to be a child-led development. But I also want to finish up this nursing thing before she goes off to college.

I'm leaving her overnight for the first time in a couple of weeks, to go to a weekend writer's conference (gulp). Maybe that will do the trick. But I doubt it. My little strong-willed-child has nothing wrong with her memory!