It’s 8am and only the sound of batter sizzling in the waffle iron is hitting my ears. Snow fell rather silently all night long, accompanied by vicious wind, which uncharacteristically woke me up several times throughout the night. We even ended up with a small little darling in our bed, half-way through the night. Nadine is getting snowed in at a friend’s house, which caused Elsie to abandon her usual spot with Betty, and snuggle instead in big sister’s bed. This in turn caused Betty to find her way to our room in the middle of the howling night with some howling of her own, begging us to bring Elsie back to her bed so she could sleep. It’s sisterly love at its finest. Just not at 3am, please. Snuggling in our bed was certainly only second best. I was reminded once again just how much room one tiny body can take, and by 7:00 I found myself more than ready to abandon my swiftly shrinking cacoon and make for the kitchen. With snow piling up outside, I decided to do what any snowstorm calls one to do: make cinnamon rolls and waffles. Carb overload for survival. So, with the dough proofing in the oven, waffles sizzling away, and snow falling, my half-gloved fingers are enjoying what my African heart is craving: papaya. And a hot mug of tea. Matthew comes downstairs, with his slippered feet shuffling across the kitchen to me. By now, everyone has emerged from their beds. He gives me a big kiss, which gets a full evaluation by our eager observers. “Eeew! That’s gross!” “Oh, man. They’re kissing on the lips!” “I’m just looking at my plate.” “How do you breathe for that long?!” “Doesn’t your air go into his nose?” Yep. It’s always preeetttty romantic having a running commentary while exchanging a kiss. But that’s okay. I love that he’s not ashamed to show how much he loves me in front of eager eyes.
Here’s to a snow day full of cinnamon rolls, a turkey dinner and each other!
That’s right. A turkey dinner is on our list. We thought since we never had a white Christmas, we will extend our celebrations to mid-January. So if you happen to find yourself craving a turkey dinner, we’ll carve a spot out on our street for you and you can join us at our table.