Oh January, You Are Not December

I have no idea why Ellie looks so pathetic here. Harry? He's just hungry.

Don't ask me why I put a cap on Harry for breakfast. Why not?

We are having the winter that wasn't. It's been soooooo mild. Note the photo above that Ellie took (one of the nerdier pictures I've taken in my lifetime but hey, I can count on one hand how many pictures I have of myself in the last seven months so here's proof that I do indeed exist). And Ellie took it with my new and improved phone/camera, so that's a bonus.

The other day a Christmas song started playing from a leftover Christmas CD still in the car player and I felt all wistful. I don't know if it was because of the babies or because I was home but the holidays just flew by this year. Also it was never cold enough to really feel like the holidays. We had a number of 60 degree days. It was just weird. And here we are smack in my least favorite time of year. Bleak (sort of) mid-winter. With the closest holiday being Martin Luther King Day (no offense, he was a great guy but it's just not all that festive). And I'm having a hard time getting behind decorating for Valentine's Day which is more than a month away.

Switching gears: I'm on a roasted vegetable kick. Brussels sprouts, zucchini, brocolli. If it doesn't move I Will Roast It. And I just discovered the most amazing fruit and vegetable market with the best prices. And since Leo eats grapes year-round, even when they are $2.99 a pound. I much prefer .79 cents a pound. The above haul? I got for $38.

Am I really writing about the price of grapes? I'm sorry. I'm boring even myself here.

Moving on.

Lu is now a full-time tummy sleeper. She's pretty funny about the rolling. Put her on her back and she instantly turns to her stomach as if to say "Oh I don't think SO! I'm way above that. Don't even think about putting me on my back."

Duly noted.