We had quite a “weather event” here last week, and it is not one I would like to duplicate. After a big snowstorm on Monday, we then had a horrific ice storm on Wednesday, and our power was out for almost three days. (And we are lucky—I know people who still do not have their power back). We quickly learned that it is hard to have no power with a toddler. We have a fireplace and kept that going, so that our living room was in the high fifties. But how do you get a toddler to stay put in front of the fire so that he can stay warm? That is the question.
We went on many car rides, and also spent a lot of time at the mall and at Ikea.
Owen took naps in his carseat, but of course they were not long naps, nor quality naps, so then he became cranky. We spent time playing in the attic, which although usually a cold room, was warm compared to the rest of the house. And there was also much weeping and gnashing of teeth (from me and Sean).
Finally Owen and I set out to spend the night in a nice Philadelphia hotel on Thursday, while poor Sean kept the fire going at home so that our animals wouldn’t turn into dogcicles and catcicles. When he walked into the house after driving us to the hotel, it was in the thirties inside.
He texted me the following photo at 5 a.m. Glorious be!
Meanwhile, Owen and I quite enjoyed the hotel. Owen thought maybe he could be the Eloise of Philadelphia. Now all we need is a pug.
Dorothy and Plum, wondering if perhaps we forgot
to pay our electric bill?
