Oh January

January has been a FREEZING month. I hate to wish winter away, but I'm feeling very ready for spring. It has been so bitter cold outside that even getting into the car to run errands has become something I sort of dread a little. And for Noah, I can tell he is not the biggest fan--when we leave the house super bundled up, his little eyes get huge and tear up immediately. He shrieks, smiles briefly, then gets serious. He looks at me as if to say, "Mom, what is up with this? Ugh. Why on earth did you take me outside?"

So. Dearest winter. I love your snow. I love the peaceful outdoor scenes you bring. I love my warm slippers and hot cocoa. I love cozy nights under the blankets. BUT, I am also ready to uncover myself from blankets and not be freezing cold. You have been fun and a blast to spend time with, however, we are ready for you to leave. I've asked nicely and I don't want to get too upset. Just kindly pack your bags and visit again in 11 months. Please and thank you.

Here are a few pictures from this past week. Please note the many warm layers.