Winter continues...

We had a brief spell of weather in the high 30's long enough to melt every bit of our 2 feet of snow and turn the world into a rather muddy, disgusting place. Then it froze up again and now this weekend we are blanketed once again in a nice covering of snow. If it has to be cold it may as well be white.

We had a lovely jaunt to Cumberland Park this morning, and Jack learned how to make snow angels. Corydon had a wonderful time bounding about in the dazzling, unmarred white of the fields, and we all spent some time "chugga chugga-ing" around making train tracks. Jack has discovered the glory of snow pants and (finally!) adequate mittens and spent much of snow-playing time laying on his belly pushing the snow around. For a while he would yell "ready and one two set go!" and throw himself down face first. He's a riot.

He continues to be increasingly verbal these days. Yesterday evening we enjoyed a feast of Dewey's pizza and during the mea Jack decided that wearing his sauce-covered napkin on his head like a hat would be fun. Hard to stop him from doing these things when you see the joy on his face. It was SUCH a good idea to him, SUCH fun. Then, after realizing that there'd been a bit of sauce on that napkin, the boy thoughtfully remarked, "My hair is really, really.....pizza-y. We haf to wash it with the bathtub." I was pretty impressed with the invented adjective.
He and I had a lovely time in the tub later in the evening.

He's really been a very pleasant, good, funny little boy these days. With the exception, of course, of his ever-increasing manipulations at bedtime. It's not that he's BAD about going to bed, and he's very sweet and appealing the whole time... but it is really amazing the number of stalling techniques that boy can pull out! He has discovered, unfortunately, just how much we do like to "tuggle" with him (as he denies us this pleasure all day) and now will ask for "one more tuggle, please.." So hard to refuse.

Another heart-wrenchingly cute new development: Jack has learned to apologize. Which is a good thing! But he now thinks he needs to apologize anytime anyone is upset. So he will apologize if HE falls down. It is ridiculously, pitifully cute when he is crying and getting a hug and saying "I torry, I torry I fall down, Daddy!" And now, today, he has added "It's my fault..." It may soon be impossible to deny him anything!