Someday, like in July, we’ll look back on this and laugh, hahahahahaha. Laugh at all the layers of clothing we wore, how many blankets we walked around the house in, how much firewood we went through, how many cups of tea we drank, how many times we took photographs of the thermostats in our vehicles in disbelief. We will. I promise. Because in July, when it is 90 degrees (we hope), we won’t remember what it was like to be this cold. Just like I can’t remember right now what 90 degrees feels like. But life goes on, hopefully, so we’ve been living.
Yep, he has lost another tooth! He was in the bathroom one morning, messing around with kleenex in front of the mirror, when I heard him shout, “YES! YES!” He had pulled that sucker right out!
And while it looks like the men of the household do all the work around here, don’t you believe it. It was photoworthy.
