Iain's Day

Iain's "fire hat," made at school. He likes to wear it around the house. You know, in case I set the kitchen on fire. Don't laugh - I've done it before.

Today, Iain awoke at 7:29. I, of course, spent the next half hour thanking the Buddha for his generosity. Mr. Pasha found my gratitude tiresome and demanded "Cyrl!!" So we breakfasted on granola together.

Then it was time to bake. Shortbread: check! Chocolate biscotti: check! Fresh apple cake that does-not-suck: check!

After naptime, Iain took us to the local resale shop for some consumer activity. Since it's Black Friday, we have to spend a little money or they kick us out of the country. We bought him a sleeper and three pairs of trousers (one to replace the cords that he has outgrown because he eats so much!).

From there, to the library. 25 books later (and about 20 minutes spent at the puzzle table) we returned home so Iain could read about tractors, trucks, diggers, pavers, vans, and bears. Then we had art time, during which we learned that Iain might enjoy fingerpainting at school but at home he wants a brush.

In short, a relatively normal day. No turkey leftovers, no creative uses for cranberry sauce, but also no tantrums or fevers or bites. The Pasha was pleased, we were pleased, and everyone has apple cake to enjoy.