Had our first measurable snowfall of the year. Finally we get to break out the snow suit.
But fear not – we have our happy ending.
A little late on this, but we celebrated Grandma B’s birthday when she came to visit. Here are the highlights.
Grandma blowing out the candles. Fletcher looking confused? Mesmerized? Both?
And mommy said no. It’s my (or Grandma’s) party and I’ll cry if I want to. You would cry too if mommy told you no cake.