On what turned out to be the only snow-on-the-ground weekend of the winter, we went sledding at the Leaside High School field. It's always a great spot, but this year they had some snow fencing up around the track at the bottom of the hill. The girls lost control of their sled on one run and Delphine's face took the brunt of the collision with the fence. (Later Cordelia ran over someone's ancient standard poodle; no harm done.)
We got intrepid and decided to fix our washing machine. With help from Google and PartSelect we diagnosed the problem and ordered a new pump, and then replaced it ourselves. It wasn't that hard!
Delphine's ballet class did a presentation for a Royal Academy of Dance examiner. They take it very seriously and insisted that the instructors should do the girls' buns. (I get it — at this level most moms can't do a really good bun.)