Waiting for the cold

I wake up in the morning and see the newly arrived brown-ness outside and immediately expect it to be cold.  "Bundle-up!", I think, as I get the kids clothes ready for the day.  We finally venture outside for some play and eventually peel the excess layers off because it is not cold, in fact, the sun is warm and the air has no hint of crispness in it.

Cold.  This one ingredient is missing from the winter soup.  When will it get here?

 

I made these countdown blocks at craft night last night.  Since the numbers only go to 31, Jon used a post-it to get us where we need to be.