Sleepy

I know there will come an age when it isn’t appropriate to take photos of Ezri while she sleeps. But, she’s just so darned appealing all snuggled up and I don’t think we’re there yet.

I let Ezri walk much farther ahead of me on the snowblown path along our block than I usually do. She could neither run out into the road nor run into the neighbors’ yards to play with their trash cans or lawn ornaments. She pretty much had to walk the straight and narrow with 20 inches of snow on either side.

I love how winter makes her cheeks rosy.
I also love that when I pick her up she will say, “shiver, shiver, brrr,” and snuggle in against my chest for warmth. I love it when she’s snuggly.
So, winter has some upside. Driving and shoveling – meh.
Snow stomping and snuggly, rosy-cheeked Ezri – yay.