Big Doings

Isaiah and I went walking on top of the snow. Sometimes we were 2 feet above the ground, sometimes 10-15. He didn't want to climb the mountain of snow. Then he didn't want to climb down.

Sunday supper. We visited some bookstores and had promised a treat. Isaiah picked out a cupcake. It was getting late, so we ordered food, too, but for some reason he was completely happy with this (to make ourselves feel better, Marian and I ate some, too, so he didn't have it all).