Fatherhood 680
The water calls to her, I guess. Don’t look at me; I’m clearly not the source of the girls’ love of swimming. What swimming I do needs to be in warm water, thank you very much. Would she change her[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The water calls to her, I guess. Don’t look at me; I’m clearly not the source of the girls’ love of swimming. What swimming I do needs to be in warm water, thank you very much. Would she change her[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
My hands can get pretty cold, especially my right when I’m on the computer a lot (the curse of the mouse hand!), but the girls’ hands are frickin’ ICE. Probably wouldn’t even show up on thermal scans. I blame it[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I remember a couple of snow days when I was a kid, but there had to be like a foot of snow before that happen. Six inches? Pft, get your butts to class. There was only once (in high school)[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yay, snow. Whee. 😛 At least the girls had a great time with the snow in the backyard. Kia’s a little disappointed that her snowgirl fell over, and she wants to know why the squirrels didn’t protect it. I told[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Was I ever that excited to see snow? Maybe when I was their age, but I’m not sure I was even then. I’ve never been a fan of cold (which some would say is weird for a Canadian, but I’m[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Even gloved, her fingers were cold, but our little drama queen likes to make it sound waaaay worse than it is. Even with the cold, it was an enjoyable trip around the zoo, plus we got to learn a few[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…