Uchk winter

As I post, it's snowing outside. I'm so not a fan of winter weather. I would totally be the Henry (minus the vain part) of the Thomas & Friends world. "Henry hates the wind, the snow, the rain..." you get the idea.

And looky here, Damon's mohawk is already showing up again. :)

We are all sick with colds now, except Lincoln. After having to stay up all night with Aidan for the EEG in the morning, I imagine he will end up sick too. I told Mom earlier, I seriously don't remember a Thanksgiving (or Christmas for that matter) that I haven't been sick. Being in ID certainly isn't helping that!

So here's Aidan with his salve smeared face. He goes and puts it on himself now, desiring the relief before I can get to it. I think this last time he even smeared it on his nose too, or somewhere else. I keep smelling Baby Bee All Better Balm pretty strong.
Jace saying, "are you okay?" with the straw still in his mouth. I've always asked that when he's fallen or tripped or bonked his head. I've created a monster. He now asks it for me over and over until I acknowledge him, even if he just nearly fell. And he literally won't stop unless I say something loud enough and with eye contact. You're probably thinking, "but who wouldn't want to look at that darling face?!" :)