cold! cold! cold!

Yes, winter has definitely arrived here in D.C. It was 40 degrees this morning when Drew and I walked to the EFC Metro station, me in a miniskirt with tights, a jacket, a hat and gloves and I was STILL cold. I had two meetings downtown, though, that required formal dress so there was nothing much I could do. Spent part of the day at the National Portrait Gallery (ahhh....) and had a late lunch after my second meeting, then took the Metro home in barely enough time to change into casual clothes and pick Rachel up from kindergarten.

She threw a fit when the 2nd of her two friends on the block couldn't get together tonight (Lina's nanny was just about feed the kids, and said to come back at 7, and Rachel stamped her foot and said "I want to play NOW!" and I was so appalled that I said our goodbyes quickly and left). I was so exasperated when we got home that I told Rachel we wouldn't be going over there, even though I really wanted to talk to Lina's mom, Carol, and Rachel cried and pinky promised not to throw a fit again. Carol called after the kids had eaten and told us we could come over, but I explained the situation and said Rachel has to learn not to throw a temper tantrum when she doesn't get her way.

Of course, Rachel being Rachel, she then went sobbing up to her room and brought down two of her jewelry boxes with jewelry in them, trying to give them to me as a way of apologizing. I took her into my lap and we cuddled while I told her she really can't behave that way, and pretty soon she perked up and washed her hands, set the table, wrote in her journal and then we did some scrapbooking (I  bought her a Hello Kitty scrapbook when we went to Target yesterday) before Drew came home. We had Scotch broth, challah and salad for dinner as soon as he walked in the door.