First real snowy day today.
Armenia has a dry-ish climate, but you wouldn't have known it today. It was early winter snow -- fat soft flakes falling through damp air just above freezing. It quickly turned to half-slush, falling off the trees with those little snow-sighs.
I slept late, until about 9:30 -- we take turns on the weekends, so Claudia gets it tomorrow. The boys ran around outside for a while but most of the day was indoors. Cartoons in the morning, Legos a bit later. Claudia made turkey soup and a really good chocolate chip coffee cake. At 2:00 in the afternoon Alan watched Power Rangers Mystic Force, which he watches religiously at that time every Saturday. We killed an hour or so fooling around with these puzzles on the computer (warning: starts with stuff a bright five year old can enjoy, but moves on to stuff that will have his parents cursing in frustration).
I played some Civilization IV on my laptop in the living room. Jacob took a nap in the afternoon, and Claudia went upstairs for an hour of quiet time. Alan drew pictures. David played with magnets. Uno and Zingo were considered but vetoed by Alan, who is going through a phase of not liking games. Jacob woke up grumpy but got better after having a snack. ("Eat it and smile" could be Jacob's coat of arms.) There was some poop-related stuff that I won't burden you with. David and I practiced the "jump-hug", whereby the child runs at you, jumps up, you lift him and hug, and he grabs you with all four limbs. When done smoothly, this produces a sort of "whump" that is deeply satisfying to all concerned.
In the evening we watched three episodes of Justice League. (Man, the DC Animated Universe was so much better than the Marvel cartoons. There's no comparison.) David kept putting the magnets in his mouth, which is strictly forbidden, so I took them away. The ensuing crying jag went on for twenty minutes, and he was still asking for them back an hour later. David is nothing if not tenacious.
Bedtime was late. David got the "On Top of Spaghetti" song. Alan got a short story about Batman. (How a bat flying in the window gave Bruce Wayne an idea. I got to say "criminals are a cowardly and superstitious lot".)
As usual, I'm the last one up. But not much longer.