so much fun sometimes.

Miss Biscuit has begun forest school at preschool. She fell in the mud and came home in a slightly grumpy mood, but she was pretty pleased to show me the broom she made out of twigs. This term her class is learning about fairytales and this week is Cinderella. So the kids learned to make brooms. She practiced sweeping and referred to me as "Step-Mother" -which is slightly disturbing. But then later on she was pretending to be a flamingo and then a mermaid and then a mermaid flamingo. (which means you sort of pretend to have one leg up while you are swimming.)

Senor Onion is unwell at the moment. He is um... not regular, to say the least. We ended up going to the doctor today because other approaches have not worked in the slightest. He is in a fair amount of pain and I wish I could do more for him. I mostly hold him. He has been so brave about it and today he told me, "I feel so desperate." Kid, I totally hear you. God I hope this medicine works and helps him feel better. Because this is the sort of situation I don't wish upon anyone.

The fog and rain have moved in to humble us once more. All right weather Gods, we shall tremble before your mighty ways. You are the winner here.