Round 1. 16ish inches of the white stuff. Here's what the backyard looked like as it started to come down:
Tommy found a new fun play area to pass the time - the kitchen sink. The kid loves the bubbles.
"Boo! Boo!" He got to break in his new winter boots. They're a bit big on him, so it makes for some great unintentional comedy as he tries to clomp around the house in them.
Contemplating the meaning of life against the snowfallen backdrop. Or making number 2. I can't tell which...
We figured it was about time we put that Christmas wagon together. He was a good assistant until I had to kick him out for moving pieces and parts all over the place.
The maiden voyage back and forth across the living room.
The end of Round 1.
During a break in the action, we trudged over to Nidhi's place to watch the Super Bowl and eat delicious pita pizzas. Tommy signals Touchdown! It was our first outing after being holed up for 3 days, and we were surprised to see so many signs of life out there.
We hear that the Monday after the Super Bowl is the day on which the most U.S. workers call in sick. There was no need for area federal employees to do that this year, as the government was closed down that day. And the next. And the next. And the next. And the next. What a week! To celebrate, we got out of the house again. Fresh air two days in a row! To heck with cabin fever.
Where The Wild Things Are...our spare bedroom.
During a break in the action, we trudged over to Nidhi's place to watch the Super Bowl and eat delicious pita pizzas. Tommy signals Touchdown! It was our first outing after being holed up for 3 days, and we were surprised to see so many signs of life out there.
We hear that the Monday after the Super Bowl is the day on which the most U.S. workers call in sick. There was no need for area federal employees to do that this year, as the government was closed down that day. And the next. And the next. And the next. And the next. What a week! To celebrate, we got out of the house again. Fresh air two days in a row! To heck with cabin fever.
Where The Wild Things Are...our spare bedroom.
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