"In the midst of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer." ~ Albert Camus

The winter onslaught hasn't been as brutal as I had dreaded it to be. We had a miserly sprinkling of snow one afternoon and that was that. Zorans school re-opened last week and (sheepish grin) I'm looking forward to his term break in February already. Although Z is having a whale of a time. I love how he trudges off to school in the mornings, wearing his Duffle coat and wooly hat, hands tucked in his pockets - braving the icy winds, all the while humming to himself a very Desi version of jingle bills. It goes something like:
"Jingle bells, ho ho jingle bells, hoey hoey jingle bells all the wayyyyyy Ho!" Every other morning just as we reach his class room door I pull on a sad face and say :
"But Zoii what will I do with out you?"
A very serious Zoran holds my hand, pats it and says:
"Now, now Mama you will have to be brave. You want me to be proud of you or not?"
Reluctantly I nod my head, all the while controlling my urge to laugh out loud.
"Remember I love you my mama, bbbye and be a good girl at home!"

I love you too my sunshine, my invincible summer:)