It is so cold here. So cold that it says -37 Celsius on our thermometer right now (which is -35 degrees Fahrenheit) and that is without the windchill or “real feel weather” built in. I really want to know who the heck decided to settle so far up north in the old times when there was NO central heating? Whoever it was, they were some tough ass people. It is so cold that our fur covered dog is not staying outside at all, I am sure her whiz bang is frozen shut at this point.
Recently I have been having a bit of a problem with The Dictators temper. More so a problem with his memory. The little bugger ray of sunshine remembers where everything is and demands to get it. The most recent items that cause a tantrum are his vitamins (he likes them a lot – so I moved them to the wine glass cupboard which he doesn’t realize yet) and the stool I use in the kitchen. The Dictator loves standing on the stool to watch me make dinner at the island, but the other day we thought it would be fun to let him play in the sink doing the dishes. Now all he wants to do is play in the water and he must leave the water running to be happy. This gets old fast and with the cold we can’t leave water on or the condensation on our windows is atrocious. Needless to say I endure at least 2 or 3 tantrums a day, and already at 10:17am he has have had a long time out and lost video privileges (which is my sanity when I need a shower or to put away laundry) for the day.
When do the terrible twos actually end?