To Catch you Up

This guy is crawling.  It may not look like the crawling you know, but he's MOving.

Lots of snow.  Acres of snow.  Wind that howls and blows the snow.  March comes in like a lion they say.

He brings the snow inside for us, the little turkey.  On his hairy little paws.  Then he dashes around in an effort to warm up and gets the snow all over my freshly cleaned floors.  Yes he does.  Lord, let me laugh instead of cry.

the best kind of friends bring books.  drink coffee.  love on the baby.  don't notice the dirty floors.  and don't hate the dog too much.

Our diaper baby doesn't play in the snow too much yet, so for him it's always a good time to be naked!

I just adore his naked chubbiness.

With all this snow you'd think I'd have some photos of us playing in it.  But since I'm participating in the play, there are very few photos to show for it.  I pick up the camera when we're sitting inside with company though!  I will make an effort to photograph the snow-play.  Now I'm being intentional; it'll happen.