It's been a hairy couple of days here, but we're finally getting back to normal. Well, as close to normal as we can get.
The high here on Monday was -5. Factor in wind chills and you've got yourself a chilly -30. Schools were closed. Cans of soda exploded. Washing machine drains froze and caused leakage. And when I say leakage, I mean gallons of water. I'm a fan of water. Love water! Yay for water! If I see anymore water on or near my new floors, I'm going to have a breakdown.
Vance had his first Little Gym class on Wednesday and absolutely loved it. He didn't want to leave! He's a pro at log rolling, loves to do somersaults, and hasn't quite figured out the monkey jump. We'll have to keep working on it. What? You don't know what a monkey jump is? Stand with your feet apart, bend at your waist, and put your hands on the floor (kinda like a bear crawl). Then jump/swing your legs to the side. You know you want to try it!
Vance woke up with a cold today. To celebrate, Justin and I broke out the Zicam.
Will someone email Justin and ask him why my favorite white shirt is grey? Or gray? I always forget. Please humor me.
Nighty Night.
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