return of the bear

The snow has stopped... mostly.

Now it's cold. I know I am being a wus, but I thought we were going to lead up to this slowly, not go from +5 to -15 in a matter of mere days.

So - I am going to bed. There is a little man snuggling in with me - a little man who is only going to be 5 for another 10 days. Dad's out playing hockey, and won't be home until very late, so I'm bending the rules.

Playing bear, putting my head under the covers.

Don't wake me, I might growl.