I'm jumping on the bandwagon and blogging about the weather. I also don't have much else to say, not publicly anyways.
Today was as beautiful as yesterday was rotten. It rained and rained and rained. Little BB was surprisingly tolerant of being stuck indoors most of the day, perhaps with eager anticipation that the next break presented an opportunity to don her bokbools and bumboos.
We sat by the window drawing on-the-paper-not-on-the-table as I explained that it's raining and we'll go out when it settles. She looked out the window, examined the water dripping down the glass, listened to the sounds and pointing her little sausage finger outside gleefully yelled...
(Pronouncing her W's as V's hence sounding a bit glamorous and Russian.)