The cruel thing crashed at the peak of Indian summer and sits there taunting me. Really it is 31 degrees, but the windchill makes it feel like a delightful 21 degrees.
E is handling the weather about-face stoically so far. A cold has kept him from noticing that we're not playing outside. He offers no protest to being dressed up in cold weather garb. (To be honest he did strongly object to the mittens his first time out in the cold, so I let him go mitten free at first. Within 2 minutes he was "uncomfortable", I slipped the mittens on and haven't had a complaint about them since).
In the above picture, E was suited up for a trip around the neighborhood. We needed to stop at the post office and the bakery. The walk was brisk. The sites were surreal. An historic building just a few blocks from us and located between the post office and the bakery burned and collapsed that morning. You can see what we saw (and didn't see) here. Utter, horrible, destruction. (Luckily, the building was empty and no one was hurt).
I know that for some of you, the weather has been cold for awhile. So for you, and now for us, here are warm and happy thoughts from little E (pictured outside at the zoo just a week ago).
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