And it is happy, indeed. Now, I know there are folk who really like winter and are pining this pseudo-spring we are experiencing, but not me! Yes, I feel bad for ski hill operators, frozen canal workers, etc., but life is easier without a baby-snowdrift combination. I know it won't last, but every day that it isn't -20 is fine with me.
Don't have any really fresh pictures due to being a dundering mother who has lost her camera battery recharger, so here are a few from the holidays. An especial hello to Aunty Brenda... notice the love of Sir Kitty has not waned.
The "sweet" post-bath family portrait moment in Peterborough was broken when the devil-baby pee'd all over me requiring a change of every item of clothing I had on. Yes, and then he laughed. Well, thems the chances you take when handling a nudey-boy.
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