SNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Ah, snow.

It inspires some to poetry and sends others to mountainous slopes for wintry fun. I just look outside and say, "Ugh."

Cold. Wet. Slippery.
Low visibility.
Sliding cars.
Shoveling.
Colder.
No really.
Shoveling again.
Pretty for a day.
Layers & layers of clothes.
That get wet.
And cold.
Bleh.

In my fantasy world, I live on a warm sandy beach by a blue-green sea that has perfectly swimmable but not too tiny waves. There are lovely snow-covered mountains in the background that I never visit except by choice. In between is a wide rolling sward, mixed wild and tame. There are plenty of blooming cherry trees and magnolias, under which I walk with my pack of friendly dogs. I have lush lawns dappled (That's right. Dappled.) with exotic smelling flowers. These are tended by a slew of horticulture fairies, hand-selected and breeded for the purpose. Oh yes, and in the evenings they sparkle with magic and sing ethereal background music.

However, in the real world, I do my best to hibernate through the winter.

And lest you think I am a derelict mother who won't give her child sufficient opportunity to choose for herself, I think you should know I took Bridgette outside today and let her touch the snow. She agrees with me.

Photos from this week:

These two beauties are of me, Bri & the pups attempting to hibernate. If you want cuter pictures, please see last week's post. (Jeff snuck in the second one; we were so cozy!)

Here's some advance marketing on Bridgette's new jewelry line. Lately, any toy with a hole in the center ends up on her arm. Maybe next week she'll give you a sneak-preview of her bracelet called "fish."

I like this picture. I took one look at it and thought, "She looks older." Since I see her everyday, this rarely happens. But she does. She looks older.

Good daddy, Jeff. He does diaper & bag changes, cares for her when she's sick, feeds her bottles, tucks her in, reads her stories, gives her baths, and kisses and cuddles her all the time.

Although none of us top Chewy for making Bridgette laugh, Daddy takes a close second.

So, you already know that I'm not a big fan of snow. But the dogs love it, at least for a few days.

We came indoors shortly after this video was taken and within a few minutes the snow was really coming down hard.