Ice, Ice, Baby.

We’ve got ice on the ground today — enough ice that even Laurel’s school called off (which is rare, I understand).  I woke up this morning to go work out, made it as far as the driveway and realized groceries would take priority so I went to the grocery store instead.  It was already getting pretty icky here, but once again, the Murano came through.

The kids are hanging on the couch watching TV, and death to anyone who wants to criticize me for it.  Besides, they’re supplementing TV with books.  Observe:


Ethan’s wearing big-boy underwear today, which is the reason for the towel beneath him.  He’s on his third pair and it’s 11:08.  Sweet.