It is Mosaic Monday, and the day is flying by. The house is quiet; and kind of tidy which is nice. Woke this morning with visions of the week ahead, only to turn on the weather to reports of mashed potato snow. Really, that's how the weather man described it. The forecast for this evening will be cloudy with a chance of mashed potatoes, which will probably mean a snow day tomorrow. No school! My little one tried for a sick day today, with a stuffy nose, and a sore leg muscle from his wrestling tournament yesterday. I quickly gave him a light dose of ibuprofen and a pep talk. "You will probably be home tomorrow I reminded him if we get the mashed potatoes they are predicting." He smiled and ran out the door to catch his bus.
Thanks Mary at: http://dearlittleredhouse.blogspot.com.