Bean tried out his new (-ish) sled. Kind of. He doesn’t like going fast.
Tag: The Peanut
Weather-appropriate Bean
Finally, he’s dressed in weather-appropriate clothing, and not just a windbreaker shell and a baseball cap!
So, Santa came
The small person was worried there, for a bit.
Dashing through the snow
We went to drop the child off at Grandes Roches, his winter school camp. The antibiotics have kicked in and he’s getting over his bronchitis, so he’s now in the Jura with the rest of his class. I’m very proud of our little car and our driver for making it through the snowy mountain roads.
It was an interesting experience though. Katy has laryngitis and didn’t sleep the night before. I have man flu, ergo I’m at death’s door, and Bean is happily talking away in the back seat. Still, we made it there and back, and the child is happy. Great success!
House of sickness, then Santa
Bean was feeling miserable on Sunday. We got him an out-of-hours doctor’s appointment, which confirmed that he has bronchitis. The out-of-hours pharmacy was only open from 5pm, so we had a quick stop at Schilliger, where we had an impromptu visit with Santa. He was, however, happier about the raclette and christmas tea that he wangled out of us.
You know you’re a parent
…when your sensibly warm scarf and hat magically appear on your child, minutes after you hear the phrase “It’s not cold, I’ll be fine” (inside the house), followed shortly after by “I’m cold” (outside the house).
The child survived another year
The child, our loving drama llama, has turned 9 this year. He survived another year without dying from a freak sweetie-induced accident (or us killing him).
Teaching the classics
For Halloween, we all watched the Thriller video. While parts of it haven’t aged well at all, it’s still a classic. Bean wasn’t impressed…
Halloween, done!
We built it, and they came. Or something like that. In the end, the evening was a good one, albeit tiring. People told us it was the best one yet, and the treasure hunt and the chimenea were big hits. I’m a bit miffed that my vin chaud turned into vin tiède. Need to find a way to keep it warm next year. Still, in the end, people had a good time. Slender-Bean said he has a mostly good time (high praise, I’ll take it!), and Katy and I were skunks with cigars in the park.
I am moo-cow.
My cat is an asshole
Don’t mind me, I’ll just walk across everything.