Last night when I was blogging, checking email, and just generally minding my own business, I got an email from my mother-in-law. She offered to come over and defrost my freezer this weekend.
Seriously.
Since my relationship with my mother-in-law is too complicated to cover in one post, suffice it to say that I was panic-stricken/suspicious/pissed all at once.
And so, after taking a brief poll of a few unfortunate souls, I feverishly defrosted my freezer this afternoon with my hair dryer and a hammer so that I could email back:
"Actually, I've recently defrosted my freezer--thanks for the offer though!"
And my dignity is still somewhat intact.
My mom brought a box of miscellaneous items over the other day. Among the "treasures" were some of my old Brownie badges and this winter hat that Great Aunt Elaine knit for me. Sissy found it and helped herself.
Because he had already run back out to Minna on his own. And he was holding her hand.
Cousin Olivia lives several states away. She and her mom stayed with us when Snacks was two, and he has been smitten ever since. Not a week goes by that he doesn't ask when Cousin Olivia is going to come visit again. He frequently asks what time it is in the state she lives in wonders what she is doing. She happened to be here for his birthday that year so each birthday he asks if she will come. He draws and sends her pictures and photos of himself.
