Light...

I'm hoping this is a metaphor. Not that the tunnel is particularly long, but if nothing else, I'm ready for some sunnier evenings around here so that we can get out and have fun. E just wants to get back to the playground, which is quite chilly and dark by the time we get home. Thinking of solstice around here!

Could I Get a Warning Meow?

It has come to my attention that not blogging for a week is FROWNED UPON in this ESTABLISHMENT.
That above was entirely for Ray, who could use a smile at work. And partially for my mother, who called to check. Yes, we're still alive.

Sort of. Lots of chaos around here. Some illness (bad, but we're surviving), a grandparent visit (good, and they survived), lots of work (good... mostly).
But we're still rockin', don't worry!

Have I mentioned the view?

The Flatirons.
Yeah, I'm obsessed with our view. I'll return to the regularly scheduled toddler next post, promise.