As the snow piled up on Saturday, necessitating not one, but two visits from the snowplows (gotta love ‘em!), I baked a batch of spritz cookies and continued my knitting. Pete and Peter went to our psychic friend for angel readings in the afternoon (Moon and I came along for the ride). There’s nothing quite like hearing about your children’s past lives.

Today was Nephew #2b’s baptism, and we had a rollicking good time with the extended family at the Homestead. Pete had instructed everyone to bring their snow gear, as the hill in the backyard is perfect for sledding. The snow was deep enough that some of the children had to be carried, lest we lose them in a snowdrift. Peter had a great time rolling around, but Moon fell asleep on the sofa, curled up under an afghan. (She had slept over at Nicole’s last night, except that the sleeping didn’t actually take place until 7 this morning.)

I finished Moon’s other armwarmer this evening, and the alien scarf has a second face now. Four more to go.