Other than freezing our rear-ends off. Pardon the final preposition there, but that's what we're doing. Seriously.
Mer is dressing in layers and focusing on her indoor activities.
Chris is reorganizing outdoor storage and accoutrement. Which is akin to a dance before the gods for good weather...A display of faith that someday, we will again need to know where the jogging stroller is. Someday, we might again stroll the sidewalks with the little red wagon. Some beautiful day, we might bring out the circa 1989 jam box and listen to it while we plant flowers. Someday...someday. Sorry, sorry, I'm back.
So anyway, to supplement the entertainment value of this post, which is just about nil, here's a picture of Mer one year ago today. She thought it was hilarious that she recognized the guy on the other side of the window. She kept trying to grab him through the window. Poor Papa with his clean window obsession. He probably had to clean the inside as soon as he finished the outside.
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