The air is cold. So cold that the iceles that hung on our home at Christmas time still hang, bigger and greater today. Not even a slight thaw has graced our city. Well below freezing day in and day out, with an inversion (smog that hangs in our valley in winter) so thick that it is advisable that children and elderly don't spend any extended time outside.
So we are inside a lot. The fireplace keeps us toasty warm, and sometimes the sun even cuts through the thick air. We spent the weekend at an indoor swimming pool, a family party, and nestled in our living room.
Today I grew impatient. Impatient to document my sweet children. So I picked up my camera and documented the regular, the day-to-day.
Juliet was napping and James and I played with his Daddy's parking garage in his room. Vintage Fisher Price, still as good as the day it was purchased.
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