Our winter has been more of a summer.
And I love summer.
So no complaints here.
And it has my heart.
Dave and I met in junior high youth group.
After he hit me in the face with a dodgeball.
We watched the Niners win some.
And we're officially Denver fans next week.
We tried pear/mango/papaya.
She agrees with me that papaya tastes like the smell of feet.
And we feed ourselves, I guess?
We spent Saturday mornings watching America's Funniest Home Videos.
Also, I felt the need to throw in a "before" pic.
I'm still getting the hang of the goldendoodle fur.
And waited too long to call the groomer.
He had legit dreads.
We've been up to our ears in schoolwork.
Ashlyn had a presentation on snow last week.
She was able to read the whole thing.
After we practiced the word "temperature" a few times.
And was upset the snowflake I helped her make did not have six sides.
"But that's fiction, mom! We said right here it has six sides and this only has four sides."
"It's not supposed to be FICTIONNNNN!"
I'm so proud of her.
Kayla has a presentation next month on a topic of her choice.
She went to the SPCA with her dad yesterday.
I was a little worried they'd come home with a friend for Rastafari.
But they stayed on task.
We've been practicing our jumping.
We found our toes.
And clothing has been pretty optional.
For the baby, obviously.
We've spent time on the coast.
Adventures on the Pacifica pier.
We've witnessed some glorious sunsets.
January, you've been full and fun and different this year.
Thanks for the sunshine.