I found a show on Netflix (Emily Owens MD) and watched it even though I knew it had been canceled after only one season. I fell in LOVE with this show (seriously, funny and cute) and figured I had at least 20-22 episodes to take in before I had to experience the cliff hanger ending I knew would never resolve. Then the worst happened: it ended at episode 13, way before I was mentally prepared for it, and now I have to live the rest of my life not knowing what was supposed to happen next!!! Is there anything worse than being in this type of predicament?? (Don't answer that.)
|random photo from a pumpkin patch last month|
Need a super fun and festive Christmas event to attend? Here ya go!
My weekly choir practices this fall have really piqued Daphne's curiosity. She had no idea what a choir was, so I found a YouTube link to the King's College Choir for her to watch and consequently she spent 30 minutes in rapt attention to their performance. Now she wants to be in a choir for children. She's pretty excited about attending this concert on Dec 7th; hopefully Christian is planning on being excited about it, too. 7-9 P.M. are definitely his prime hours as far as good behavior goes.
Speaking of Christian, he said the funniest thing last week. I told him it was time to go to BSF and he said "I sick. I stay home." How did a barely two-year-old come up with that?
This morning it was 26 degrees when David and I got up at 5:30. Here's what David had to say about that, "Since it's this cold this early in the year, I think we're going to have lots of snow this winter. I think the Farmer's Almanac is right."
So there you go. Lots of snow coming our way.