Where'd Winter Go?

Yeah, sooo, it's January.  In Manitoba.  I don't think the weather got the memo.

But as you can see, we're not complaining.

Yesterday we walked to the park and played on the toys.

Light jackets, no jackets, sitting on the deck in the warm sun.

Luke went outside this morning in his gitch and threw the dog's ball for three or five minutes before I realized he wasn't dressed and dragged him in and . . . he didn't have frostbite! 

WHAT?!

A balmy 48 degrees fahrenheit on January 5th.

This one's for the record books.

Luke is so confused.  He keeps saying, "It's Spring outside!  I don't need my puffy jacket, just my Fall jacket, 'cause it's lovely out there."  (Yes, my three year-old says "lovely".  He's lovely.  We love him.)

Luke came in with sand in his pants today for the first time in months.

I got to enjoy my flowerbeds without a drift of snow covering them.

Linus dug in my carrot patch.

I just have to say it again, because I'm stunned:

It's JANUARY.

In MANITOBA.

And it's NICE OUT.

?!!!!! (imagine me gesturing questioningly with my hands up in shock) !!!!!?

Okay, I think I got it out of my system.

For today, anyway.

Also, I cleaned the windows inside and out, and that's noteworthy.  Maybe not for the record books, but impressive - for me.

  

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