10 DEC 25

A high high wind has melted off the remainder of the snow in the night...

Patience is busy crafting breakfast burritos at the stove...

...before she joins Yali for Round 1 of classes at the table where he's just been given 116 fencing terms to memorize for his written test in two weeks... uh...

He's also inclined this particular morning to provide the answer to every math problem as being “sadness”...

After a quick hour of volunteering for Patience and myself at the old school in that continued high cold wind...

...we're back blasting through more class...

...and Yali almost falling onto a steak knife he's holding from lunch when he gets up too wildly from his chair and slips on a mechanical pencil... “WHAT! HAHAHAHA!”...

Waiting on the studio parking lot later that evening...

...Puck calls from being out with friends all day to chat about things like IKEA dinners and ski lift tickets...

And a few hours later Yali is returned from another Scout meeting where paramedic Uncle B demonstrated First Aid to the young den before a lively round of dodgeball... leaving a few marks... “My stomach hurts so BAD!” he declares dramatically while marching around the house preparing for bed... and he doesn't sound too disappointed either...