Year by year I am getting softer. The first year we were here I didn't wear a coat all winter - it never got that cold. Now, however, five years in, it is 20 degrees and I am wearing two jumpers. Go figure.
Another weekend, another child's birthday party. Today a two-year-old, the last of four siblings. I think I'm going to ask Sprout to only make friends with only children as families with four kids gets expensive, especially at Christmas.