Day 316: November Weather

My view pushing the toddler in the swing on Friday.

Friday was Veteran's Day, in case you forgot to check Facebook. I hope that one thing we can all agree on is that we are grateful for the sacrifice not only of our many amazing veterans, but also of their families - their parents, siblings, spouses and children who literally hand over their family members to us for our protection and well-being.

Veteran's Day also meant no school. I stepped outside my usual cranky self, and tried to make it a special day, since #1 was home with us and we had no real plans. I let them do a little art box project I've been putting off lo these last six months, and we all actually enjoyed it. We baked and I didn't die of toddler "help." And I only got kicked in the face once!

Even though this November has had SO many ups and downs already (*cough* looking-at-you-election-and-post-election-nonsense *cough*), November is still really killing it with weather. We took to a favorite park for a refreshing half hour or so on Friday, and I'm not sure I've ever done that with kids in mid-November. We're all getting complacent with the high temps, though, because only one person brought gloves (me) and one brought a hat (toddler still obsessed with his Halloween hat). We're in for a rude awakening this weekend when we return to average temps. We didn't stay super long, but especially as an apartment-dweller, I'm grateful for any time we can spend outside and not be completely freezing. Great job, November. For real.

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