The lake was frozen. The sun was shining. The kids were slipping and sliding and grinning from ear to ear.
With three young ones, the days can be long. Their needs are great and at every moment some little face is relying on you for something. But the days are also fun. We play, and no one can tell us not to. We laugh, because we don't always have to use library voices. We blow off naps because mom is the boss and she says the sun won't always be out in the middle of winter like this. And these three young kids, well, they won't always be young. So while they are, I'm doing my best not to miss it.
Winter, you're winning me over just a little bit.