January Yellows?

A year or two ago I did a post about our "January Blues"-- describing how the weather was freezing and gray all the time, I was still pregnant and feeling crappy with Zachary, and we were overall just depressed knowing we had to suffer through three more months of winter. Then I posted a picture of some new knives I'd gotten as a Christmas gift, and people began to worry... Fast forward 2 years to living in Las Vegas where although we still don't have any idea where we'll be living in 6 months (it could be anywhere from Florida, to Alaska, to South Korea), we are LOVING winter!! It's like all of a sudden I get it. You survive through the hot months of summer, so you can enjoy the other 9 months of near-perfect weather. It's just flip-flopped from what you normally do anywhere else. Call me slow, but I didn't have the perspective most natives have last September when it was still 100 degrees...


Anyway, while I enjoy "winter" here by taking the kids on walks and going to the park without jackets or sweaters, Jon still likes to play in the snow when he gets a chance. He recently went snowshoeing with a friend at Mt. Charleston where it was a balmy 50 degrees and gorgeous blue skies. He LOVED it.

Zachary has learned to do puzzles and will sit quietly for several minutes at a time, which is a vast improvement from his usual antics (ie destroying my house), so it's quite exciting. I can actually shower without worrying that the trash can has been tipped over and the contents spread around the house!!


I guess these next two pictures are to show how much fun it isn't to be a dentist's kid. Jon is pretty strict about bed-time brushing, which is great, but he really takes the elbow grease to their teeth and literally has to pin Zachary down while he's screaming bloody murder. Close to torture, if you ask me...

Lucy is still coming up with some wacky outfits, but she definitely knows what she likes. We found these ruby slippers on clearance at Target, and although she wore them until her heels rubbed raw, she didn't complain because "they matched her dress."

He may look cute, but boy's got a MEAN streak!! We were at Wal-Mart where this cute little Grandma came up to him and tried to pinch his little cheeks. Enraged, Zachy yelled at the top of his lungs, "NO! GO!" Embarrassing...

You may be wondering what the heck is going on in this picture, so let me explain. Lucy's preschool class read "The Hungry Caterpillar," so she likes to reenact when the caterpillar is in his cocoon (she rolls up in a blanket), and then he (she) wriggles out,

and begins to flap his wings to dry them off and become a beautiful butterfly. She is very serious when she explains the different stages, so it kind of comes off like a strange modern dance, preschool-style. I get a strange, happy feeling every time I picture that little preschool class acting out this drama.:)