Lots of excited screaming and running in circles at the sight of the first snow of the season. We slipped on rain boots over footed pajamas and frolicked outside for just a few minutes, coming in with bowls of snow to eat in front of the fire. When Pequita was an infant, she would cry for snow in a bowl, whacking her bowl and signing more when it emptied. Not much has changed.
I'm a suburban woman on a quest for the simple life on our 10 acres in the Fingerlakes region of New York. I am living the dream and staying home to raise my two kids while my wife and I try to renovate our 150 year old farmhouse and keep the grapevines from consuming the house. We are a free-range family, and I spend my days with the kids crafting, gardening, canning fruit, and keeping the peace. Some days I'm lucky enough to fit in a little knitting.