Winter is here in the Pocono's. Saturday morning wasn't too bad, but later that evening the cold weather blew in quite literally. Here is Fiona wrapped up in bunting made by Tim's Nana. It was good for our walk to church, but when the wind whipped in and snow flurries started, it didn't cut it. We held her tight and walked home as quickly as possible. She was a little trooper.
Fi has a new favorite thing--glasses. She grabs at mine, my mom's, and Tim's. Generally, she just wants to yank them off your face and put them in her face, making them as smudgy as possible. Tim decided to pop them on her today when she got her hands on them, and as a result, we got this gem of a photo. There are too many caption options! "Can you say hipster?" "Professor Poopy Pants is here." "Do these glasses make me look too Mr. Potato Head-ish?"
Winter is here in the Pocono's. Saturday morning wasn't too bad, but later that evening the cold weather blew in quite literally. Here is Fiona wrapped up in bunting made by Tim's Nana. It was good for our walk to church, but when the wind whipped in and snow flurries started, it didn't cut it. We held her tight and walked home as quickly as possible. She was a little trooper.
Fi has a new favorite thing--glasses. She grabs at mine, my mom's, and Tim's. Generally, she just wants to yank them off your face and put them in her face, making them as smudgy as possible. Tim decided to pop them on her today when she got her hands on them, and as a result, we got this gem of a photo. There are too many caption options! "Can you say hipster?" "Professor Poopy Pants is here." "Do these glasses make me look too Mr. Potato Head-ish?"
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