I shoveled snow three times yesterday, and getting out of the driveway was STILL a questionable proposition this morning. I just got finished shoveling again. I have four huge blisters. We have gone through 3 bags of ice melt in the past month.
It is January 7th. There are a good three months left of gigantic blizzards, treacherous driving, freezing temperatures and bulky sweaters, and I am already sick to death of winter. So, in the spirit of willing (begging) spring to make an early appearance, I went out and bought Lucy a swimsuit today. She loves it, I love it, and I swear it made things seem at least a few degrees warmer.
In the grand tradition of little girls everywhere, she wanted to leave it on all day. I'm pretty sure that if I looked this cute in a swimsuit, I wouldn't want to wear anything else either.