Yesterday was a gloomy day. The snow fell continuously and the moods around this house were as leaden as the skies. Or maybe it was just me. And the post I planned never made it to completion. One of the kids just wanted to be held, others wanted their snowsuits on, then off, then on, then off. Again. There was a child who sprinted off naked after each visit to the bathroom, like some little nudist Olympian. And the most cliched of all mom talk, I'm tired. So the post didn't happen.
We did make shortbread (with three ingredients, possibly the easiest thing ever) and have a tea party, the kids and I. And I may have cheated and drank espresso. Don't tell the Queen.