sleepy kinda week

It just will not stop snowing here. What do I expect? I live in New England......





My snow-covered garden eagerly awaits spring...

During weeks like this, I'm so unmotivated to leave the house.

He loves the monkeys. He coos and squeals as they dance circles above his head. And when they stop, he cries for an encore.

But I did venture out to give the little guy some fresh air.

Of course, getting him geared up (in his lumberjack outfit, as we so appropriately named it), took longer than the walk.

our driveway, pre-snow blowing



our driveway, post- snow blowing... what is that little black thing in the distance, you may ask? why, yes, it's Luna. She was the only one who thought me sane for taking this walk:).



Even as a lifetime New Englander, I can't seem to remember that walking on ice-covered snow with baby strapped to chest = not smart. But, whatthehell.... we did it and survived;).

After all, he is a true New Englander by blood, so he'll have to get used to it;).

And, well, days like these are pretty damn beautiful.

Not that we got far anyway... the warm house was just too inviting, so back in we went.

xoxo