Are We There Yet?

Wyatt asked me that 27 times on the way home from dinner tonight, and that’s just after I started COUNTING.

And he’s still not two. We are really in for it.

More rain, sleet…just when I was thinking we’re close to spring, it won’t be that cold and there’s all this amazing snow. Planning skiing, cross country, finally figuring out a way to put a top on that igloo…

Everyone talks about the weather but no one does anything about it.


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