Winter with a toddler, oh the joys. I finally found a pair of gloves that fit, and Paige hates them. She’d rather battle freezing cold temperatures, frost bite, and later finger amputation than wear them for the 10 minute walk to the bus stop. Her hats are too itchy, her coats are too bulky, and that is why we are hibernating today. Because with the wind chill it’s 19 degrees out, and I don’t have it in me to get bundled up. Because even looking outside is depressing and gray, and if it stays this cold without at least snowing I’m going to be pretty ticked off.

The good news? We are going on the Disney Cruise! And we are taking Phil’s Dad! I’m pretty sure the guy hasn’t taken a vacation in 30 years, so it’s damn time he got on a boat with his favorite daughter in law to feast on all you can eat buffets.  I think it’s safe to say that the suckage of winter can be qualm ed with the notion that in a few months we are going to be flying to FL and sailing to tropical islands. It’s kind of a little treat to Paige before we completely flip her life inside out with the arrival of a newborn, and I can’t wait to see her face as we sail the open seas and all that.  Even though a vacation isn’t really a vacation when you bring a kid, I’m the kind of person to pack up and just GO. If it means tantrums, loss of sleep and sanity who cares as long as it’s warm.

..I just got rudely interrupted by a chocolate covered toddler. More later!