Snow!

Like the rest of the country, we've had a LOT of snow recently. It snowed all day Christmas Eve but we were busy with family and didn't make it outside.

Then it snowed overnight on January 10. Graham was THRILLED to wake up to a white world. He has this funny way of saying snow, sort of like he can't get the "sn" sound out...and it comes out sounding like "HHnow." It's adorable. Especially the little crinkle in his nose that happens with that heavy HH sound.

He's not a big fan of coats, or any hat but the penguin hat. So naturally me wanting him to wear something to keep his head warm was pure torture.
I asked him to look at me for a picture and this is what I got. He's very into covering his eyes if he gets put on the spot or embarrassed.

Sweet Baxter. LOVES the snow. In case you can't tell.

Then we had 8ish more inches last Wednesday night (the 2oth). It was absolutely beautiful! My work was cancelled that day which meant we had plenty of time at home to play. Graham kept begging to go outside as soon as he saw the snow. I of course loved playing in the snow growing up and look forward to Graham and his buddies playing hard outside and then coming in for hot chocolate and a long nap. He's not there yet. See, he likes it...until any snow gets on him. Which happens when a toddler runs in 8 inches of snow. Any amount of snow really. I knew our adventure outside would last 10 minutes tops, so I went out in my bathrobe and just put Graham's boots on top of his pj's.

He looooved it. Way more than last time.

This last picture is of him trying to take his gloves off. Once the gloves came off.....it was only like 30 seconds until there was a fall. "Special chocolate hot milk" made everything better.

just a little playing outside...

So, we spend a lot of time outside.

This interaction with G and Baxter was way cuter in person. Graham was just giggling and chatting with Baxter making sure to sit just outside of the reach of Baxter's line.

We have also been spending lots of time playing in the baby pool and in the sprinkler. Now, when I say "play in" I really mean "play around." G would much rather play with the hose or throw things into the pool than actually get in. So silly. He does love the sprinkler, just not if it splashes his face. We learned that the hard way.

Oh, and he refuses to wear a swim diaper, a regular diaper, or any swim shorts. So nakey bottom it is. All around the yard, sitting in the grass, chasing the dog, waving to the neighbors... all naked.

We had a friend over to play that afternoon who also joined in the nude fun and both were trying to drink from the sprinkler. It was so adorable. However, I didn't get any pictures of the boys that were on the G-rated side.

This one of G's rear was all I got. Still funny.

family morning at the park

We are trying to do something fun as a family every Saturday until Jackson gets here.

A few Saturdays ago, we thought feeding the ducks might be fun. So we set off with some stale bread, an over-excited toddler, and the puppy.

Graham loved seeing the fountains and watching the ducks. He just couldn't understand why he couldn't get closer and why they wouldn't swim over to us.

That is one happy dog. Despite being a total spaz on the leash, it was fun to try to include him.

awwww

If this isn't one cute cute pup.

If only he would stay this small and fluffy forever...

a wet dog

There may be nothing sadder in the world than a wet dog.

They look so helpless.

So humiliated.

Matt couldn't believe how skinny Baxter is when all wet. Then we had a good laugh at the thought of Mable wet. She'd practically be all bones.

Of course G had to help with the bath...

But now he smells oh so good again!

Meet Mr. Baxter

We got a puppy today. And yes, we just might be crazy. But who cares, this is quite possibly the most adorable little puppy face that I've ever snuggled. He came complete with the new puppy smell and everything. I'm soaking it up before it's gone.

G doesn't really know what to do with Baxter. If we ask him where the puppy is, he'll run to the gate and point and such. But when we have him out playing G could care less. Shelties are herding dogs, so when G ran through the house, Baxter was bouncing behind him. And let me tell you, a puppy bouncing around the house or yard will bring tears to the eyes. It's just that adorable.

Someone check on us in a few days or something to make sure we're not still wallowing in puppy cuteness.

Even Matt (who claims to not be a huge pet person) is loving on Baxter. Major milestones people...