Sick days

Someone once told me that you'll get a cold if you make snow angels, and whilst watching Oomoo do snow angels in the snow (see previous post), I had that very thought, but at the same time thought "What sort of a mother stops her child from making snow angels?!". Well, it was probably just a coincidence, but here we are, almost a week into Oomoo having a nasty cold, cooped up at home, hoping that the household will be cold-free by Christmas. I'm topping myself up with Manuka honey and immune boosting vitamins, trying my hardest not to catch it. In the mean time we wait, for Oomoo to get better, and for Christmas to roll round.

Snow Day

A couple of weeks ago Oomoo wished for some snow, as he was only about three the last time there was a large snow dump in London, and he couldn't quite remember it. Little did we know that just a few days later his wish would come true. We live by a big park with some good hilly parts, so out we rushed with an old sledge to make the most of it. However, the sledge turned out to be a piece of junk, so we ended up using a wax table cloth instead. I remember flying down the hill on one when I was a kid in Stockholm, but then I was about 40 kgs lighter! Never mind :)