I'm waiting for Abigail to fall asleep here in my arms. I'd let her fuss it out, but given her cold (why do people touch babies hands!) and the fact that her father's alarm will go off in less than five hours, here we sit rocking in the dark. So I'll try to blog one handed.
The other expense of energy has been ice skating. Ian was able to join in once too.
Can't these kids have a warm sport? I'd have a picture of Everett, but that means he would have to slow down a little for me to take a picture.
The timing of this is just about perfect since it is near one of Abigail's nap times. She's cozy in the
Moby Wrap and we just hang out. Amen that there is a very nice family that attend too. Her boys skate and we get to talk. They even have a one year old Abigail.