I finished Miss Katie's quilt a couple of days ago.  I like how it turned out and a nine patch is much easier than other quilts I have tried.  I'm a fan of easy.  Now I just need to get it to the quilter who has moved to Beaumont.

It's bloody cold here this morning, -27C, and the house feels cold, even with the heat on.  Yesterday I had a bunch of errands to run so I spent three hours driving around in the snow and got everything done, except buy new underwear for Jack.

Lucy has the right idea of what to do when it's cold.

Jack is doing so well with his toilet training, it's just a matter of keeping pull ups off of him and he's fine, peeing and pooping in the potty.  If I put a diaper or pull up on him, he can't be bothered to go to the toilet, so underwear is in order.  He's also learned how to lock the bathroom door from the inside so I keep a knife handy to unlock the door.

Last night after supper I whipped some cream to put on top of our key lime pie and he wanted to lick the beaters.  I told him sure and then he asked what he was eating, I told him whipping cream.  He was quiet for a moment and then he said, "Whipping cream like bum cream?"  I told him that no, the two were very different which then turned into a disccusion about the ingredients of both whipping cream and bum cream.  We did not however go into a discussion about the mechanical, electrical and optical properties of zinc oxide because I was completely unaware of them until I googled it this morning.  Thank goodness.

Gracie has called for a video chat every night this week.  The first night was good, the second night, less good and last night was bad.  He didn't want to talk to her and told her so.  He also ratted me out for yelling at him.  I yelled at him, not loudly, because he punched me and I told him to stop punching my arm, at which point he told me, "that a bad word".  Apparently "stop" and "don't" are bad words, in his mind.  

Yesterday I texted Gracie and asked her if I could take Jack for a covid vaccination but she refused because he's too young (he's not) and because she got sick with her vaccinations (doesn't mean he will get sick and I'm the one taking care of him if he does get sick).  I took him for his flu vaccination but just didn't tell her.  He's had flu vaccinations every year since he was a baby, she just doesn't know that.

Sigh.

I've been watching "Santa Clarita Diet" while I've been quilting.  I gotta say, I love this series and I know it's five years old but I just started using my neighbor's streaming service, which shall remain unnamed ( she gave me the password).  As long as you're not put off my blood and gore (I'm not, I'm a nurse) it's so funny.

Other than that, not much.  Going to try and stay warm today, bake Christmas cookies and maybe start another quilt.

A funny, because the world needs more funny.