Mr. Pig here .. In the photo I am negotiating with Mrs. Snowman, who lives in the tiny town, for babysitting services. I am feeling both guilty for abandoning my squealers and totally liberated! With Mrs. Snowman to watch them for a couple hours in the afternoon, I can read the newspaper in peace. The squealers can play in their now-beloved mini-town, meeting more and more new characters. Crystal can have the afternoons off. This seems like a perfect arrangement to me, yet I can't but help feeling that I am neglecting my parental duties. And Mrs. Snowman's husband (you can see some of his button eyes just beyond her babushka) is big and fearsome. He didn't say a word the whole time we were there, just sort of loomed over us. But Mrs. Snowman is wonderful. Tomorrow we will meet their grown children and I'll be able to get a better idea on the Snowman babysitter reliability.
