Monday

Do the long, dark winter afternoons ever get to you?
Q and I sometimes get a little crazy in the dark, cold hours between naptime and bedtime....
...rattling around the house all alone while daddy is at work. Having tickle fights. Chasing eachother around the house. Making up games to play. In the summer, we go for long walks in the evenings. But this is the month in Colorado when the cold clamps down, and I just can't force a little one to sit in a running stroller for an hour as we roam the icy streets after sundown.

So this is us, cabin-fevered and a little slap-happy, taking shots with the computer cam.

10 comments:

Evelyne said...

Merci Maïa.
J'ai retrouvé des photos de l'Inde sur quelques blogs ce matin...aussi j'ai posté un billet sur le thème.

Brynn said...

Oh, it's been some time since I have caught up in blogland. Your comments (thank you) brought me back to this space. Delighted to see Flynn. What beautiful and extraordinary eyes she has. I could study her face for hours to figure out what exactly makes her beauty so exceptional. I am sure it is partly that big spirit peering out from those eyes.

Gman had intussusception--big problem with a quick fix. Folks at Children's Hospital are AMAZING. Wondering if that is where Flynn has had her surgeries.

Loved all the holiday photos. Drunk on love and family.

FDChief said...

You two are getting pretty silly, alright.

Hang on - only three months until Spring...

liza said...

I so understand this! You two look great being so silly.

Yoli said...

I love seeing you two together. I always imagine Q all grown up, lovingly looking at these photos.

Juniper said...

Oh how familiar, yes I remember some long afternoons in England with stir crazy kids and wet dark raging winds outside. I used to make a point of getting out for at least few hours in the mornings to run all that energy out and then back for lunch and naps. We would split up the afternoons with post nap hot milk and honey, drawing play dough or some baking or kids would help me peel garlic or onions for soup etc. but if possible a 5ish trip out to a small nearby park or the library or having friends round helped. I refer to that 4-6ish time as the witching hour. Never an easy part of the day.

Jeanne-ming said...

silly pots.

Ancarol said...

so cooooool the frist shot !!

Renee said...

Mother and daughter could there be a more lovely sight.

Renee xoxo

Arctic Mum: said...

Hi, just came across your blog. Cabin-fevered is a great expression, and I know excactly what you mean. We have to get our girls out by noon in the weekend, otherwise we all just get a bit nuts...love it outdoors, though. And I now seriously start to miss the sun!