Quick update on a fun day today: We woke up to see a TON more snow. Boo, hiss, etc.
But, as I had really only made 5 snowmen this year, and all of them were about 12 inches high, I decided that maybe, just maybe, winter was waiting for me to make a nice, big snowman before it went away for, oh, 4 months or so.
Tamsin was still napping, so out we went. I made the bottom, Vaughn rolled the middle, and Ailsa made the head. We all gathered pinecones for the eyes and smile, and Ailsa had the honour of
I went inside, brought Tamsin down for her snack, and made a tasty cilantro soup while the kids continued to frolic with their frosty new friend. A while later, I called them in.
"Where's the snowman?" I asked. He wasn't standing where I had left him.
They pretended not to hear me.
|(Did anyone else get cold chills?)|
As for the aforementioned snail, Scuba Gooding, Jr. (the second) has been creating algae in his tank lately. We went to St. Laurent to pick up something to help that this morning, and the woman at the pet store recommended a plectra. "But we're out, so how about a snail?"
We picked out a snail, which the kids immediately christened "Snaily", and I reached for my wallet... uh oh. She slid the water-filled bag towards me and said, "Pay me later. I trust you."
DING DING DING - free snails at St. Laurent!
Just kidding. We drove home, I got my wallet, and we went back. She actually looked surprised when I showed up with the $3.50.
"What happens if he doesn't make it?" I asked. "Is there a 7-day guarantee on snails?"
"No," she said. "But if he doesn't live for a full week, your next one is 50% off."
So, Scuba now has an Odd-Couple-esque sidekick, who is a compulsive cleaner... now that he's come out of his shell, if you will. He didn't move for a nervewracking 7 hours, and I was all set to go pick out a $1.75 replacement in the morning, but he's up and running like a Dyson.
|I managed to talk the kids out of "Snaily", but at a cost: I present to you "Divey" the snail. Last name: Jones, of course. Ba-dum.|