Alabama started it

Today was a snowday, so we doubled up on socks, fashioned a crude sled out of cardboard and duct tape, packed up one boy, and went to the park.

As you can see, Mama was a great puller. Unfortunately, R has been one sad man today. He's cutting his 8th tooth (!) and has been a tired crank. He didn't sleep well last night, and that means no one did.

Here's the man in motion. You can see the smooth action of the sled as it runs over the crystalline snow. R wore his Toronto Mapleleafs hat, which has garnered more than one "right on" from park-dads we've run into.


Here's the vessel before launch. I think it may have been more fun inside than out. We made a serious tactical error by going through the park. R wanted to get out and play like regular--the slide, crawling up the low stairs, but, man, we don't even have snow suits!

Here you can see us getting "pumped" for the excursion. The other day, L was doing an event at a gym called "The Rush" and noticed that when you leave there is a big sign over the door that orders you to "STAY PUMPED" while you're out in the weak, effete, unpumped world at large.

Oh, and, GR, I want you to know that breakfast today was made of oatmeal. Oats and meal. And NO waffles...(sigh...)