Snow flies...

Winter isn't even officially here yet and I've already got the blahs. The work it takes to get the boy bundled up, and then myself, and get out the door just doesn't seem worth it. I'm going to have to change that attitude, and quick! Jackson and I spent the entire weekend indoors with the exception of a brief outing on Friday to visit my mom for lunch and a quick run to the corner market (also known as MurderMart) for the Sunday paper.




Jackson after our visit to Grandma's work.

Jackson didn't seem to mind being bundled up in his snowsuit though. He needs something to cover his tender nose and mouth though. He looked like the poor dear in A Christmas Story... Ralphie wait for me!! I'll get the picture up here when I have time to download it from the camera. We plunked him down in the stroller and away we went. Ron and Jackson chased me through the leaves and the cold weather didn't seem to bother any of us, it's just getting out that's the problem. It's like hearing the alarm going off on a cold winter morning, and while you've been awake in bed for 20 minutes at least, the thought of escaping the warmth of the covers for the cold hardwood floors is none too welcoming.



Jackson all bundled up.

Here is to more cold floors in my future, unless I can talk Ron into moving us all to a warmer climate.