Brrr!!! I don't know where you're calling from, but around here, it's cold! It was 22 degrees Farenheit when we woke this morning. Even Fly, our thick-coated German Shepherd, wasn't all that interested in hanging out on the porch and barking at the forest this evening, as is her typical nightly routine.
The cats are all snuggled into various warm spots around the house (in fact, two interlopers are curled up on the bed with Huxley and I as I type this!), both dogs are lying atop living room furniture (yes, we indulge our animals-frankly, I'd rather have marred furniture than uncomfortable buddies), I'm in my flannel jammies (last year's much-loved holiday gift from my sweet sister Devan) and wool cardigan, Hubs is in multiple layers, and Huxley is warm as warm can be, still suited up from his day spent in a cozy, comfy fleece onesie.
Our tiny babe is acclimating to daytime snoozes in the moses basket under the warm cover of his organic cotton blanket, lovingly crocheted this past summer by his dear aunt Theo, my youngest sister. He's also getting into enjoying our newly acquired gently used Ergo carrier, riding around the kitchen with me this afternoon while I drank tea, fed the cats, and danced (tonight's roster included everything from Gwen Stefani to Gnarls Barkley, Kayne West to M.I.A., and Elliot Smith to Iron & Wine). It's nice to have my hands free while keeping my little "munchie" in close sight.
Stay warm, friends, wherever you are!