This weekend, we’re expecting a foot of snow. Sadly, Chris won’t be here. He’s going skiing with friends in Jackson Hole. Poor Chris. But Catherine and I will be here, and Catherine has been asking for snow since before Christmas. I rush-ordered the sled, snow boots, and snow mittens I’d been meaning to have ready for her. They should be in today. She’s already got a snow bib. I’m going to go to the grocery store with her on Friday night to stock up on goodies for the week. So Saturday morning, all we have to do is wait for snow, grab our gear, and beeline to Central Park to get first dibs.

Chris is so much better at this sort of thing than me, especially with me being pregnant. But I’m determined to step up my game in his absence.