When John saw it on me this morning, he basically said, "Noooooo!" And literally said, "Why couldn't you send that home with your mother?" Too bad, so sad.
We had a pet bat for half a day. More accurately, we had a bat lost in our house that took refuge behind Hannah's baby picture on the wall. When the sun started going down, I put it on the windowsill outside, and I guess it eventually took the hint and left.
The river has flooded again for the first time this winter, so John had to go warn our paying guests to move their car or risk getting towed or washed away.
And we had our first snowfall, too, although it was actually rain changing to snow and back again, multiple times, so there was no chance of it sticking around. But I figured I ought to document it.
--Nee in Germany is killing time while waiting for said guests to check out this morning so she can get back to work
