Friday Scott's birthday means cottage weekend. This time we were prepared ahead of time. We brought all our groceries knowing we would get here late. Then we went to bed right away in the 40 degree house. The next morning the deer were excited to see people. I noticed two of the little ones were a little on the chubby side. Sorry Dad, but you need to stop feeding the deer. Your mom claims they are pregnant. They seem too small for that to be true. Of course the first thing Meadow wanted to do in the moring was puzzle. Meanwhile, I prepped egg waffles. With our Christmas money this year we finally got ourselves some skis. I hadn't cross country skied in a long time and this was Scott's first time. We were too embarrassed to test it out in public, plus there isn't much snow left at home. On the lake it is. I tried a few trips back and forth down the driveway. Meadow had her little skis on for less than ten minutes. Meadow kite...