It will be just cold enough to make it uncomfortable and make messy raincoat and boots messes wherever we go. The girls usually find the most interesting things to look at in the sky or across the street when I'm standing there waiting for them to crawl into their car seats.
I keep hearing rumors that this winter will be colder than the last one - which was a "moderate" La Nina season. Snow lovers around here are already excited about it.
This is something we've enjoyed the past week on gloomy days. This year, the Christmas cactus was a Halloween cactus. For some reason, Kate calls this "her" plant and mentions it several times a day.
Other than finally getting the carpets cleaned Thursday, it's been a pretty normal week. Halloween is over, and there has been lots of talk about Thanksgiving by Graysen. She drew a pretty blue-headed turkey.
And Kate did her own thing. She said she was drawing cages for the animals. I love those grubby little fingers.
Thursday was the usual gymnastics day for Graysen (in the rain - I don't think it's ever NOT rained on a Thursday). There is a little table full of older "gym" toys for little sisters and brothers to play with, and Kate just loves them. A snack is always nice too. When Graysen gets finished with her class, she wants to stay and play too, so we're always the last ones to leave. I'm sure if they had these toys at home, they wouldn't be half as much fun.
Afterwards, at the last minute, I decided we would go to our usual hangout, the Dairy Freeze, and get corn dogs. So exciting still! We like to go at 11:30 before it gets crowded. There was one man sitting waiting for his order, and Kate went right up to him and started explaining how her coat zipper worked. He must have been a dad because he carried on a nice conversation with her while I ordered.
That's all I can remember of the week.
Except for a sad day Friday when we lost the best cat ever - Jack. He had been acting like he was feeling bad lately, but when he stopped eating, we knew something was wrong. He's the cat that could bite through cat food cans to get into them, and eating was pretty much the top thing on his cat calendar.
Here are some pictures of him through the years. He was 15 and a South Dakota barn cat. He gave us a lot of pleasure and love.
We'll all miss him a lot. He was my first and only grandcat.