We haven't seen much snow this winter, so it was kind of a big deal.
And by "big deal," I mean "photo opportunity."
We bundled up the baby and stuck her in a snow drift and told her to smile.
|Ok, it's kind of funny.|
|I like being cute in the snow!|
|dog, meet polar bear|
|It's a marshmallow world in the winter!|
In other news... Sarah from Land of Abe has published a piece about stillbirth on the Motherlode (NYTimes blog). The article is great, and the comments are full of heartache and hope. Check it out here.
Zuzu was up four times during the night last night. See caption #1 for how I feel about that. Here's hoping tonight goes better. She is a bit congested, but MERCY child. Being congested does not really mean you need a boob four times in the middle of the night. Except, of course, that is EXACTLY what it meant last night. It's 9 o'clock and I'm heading to bed, and it looks like David is going to beat me there. Our life, it is thrilling.