January - cold as a . . .

This is a poem Bridget wrote the other day. I love how happy and bouncy it is :-D

Here's a board game Owen made this afternoon. The little arrows make you go backward if you land on them. You probably can't see them but there are little folded white pieces of paper as the playing pieces. Owen won. That's his playing piece at the end.

Gratuitous shot of cute kid.