Baby, it's cold outside!

I really feel if it is going to be colder than 20' it should at least snow! If I can't go outside and play (my body rebels against the cold) then I should get to look at something pretty!

Yesterday I wanted so badly to take my little man outside so we could play until our noses and cheeks were red and then we could come inside and share a cup of hot chocolate. Is there anything better than the taste of hot cocoa after being outside in the freezing cold? I didn't think so. Yet, when I opened the door to test the temp, I about blew over. The wind was awful! Trees were falling apart! Okay, so the trees we have are a bit on the skimpy side and it doesn't take much to knock their branches off, but still. Needless to say, Brody and I occupied ourselves indoors. We did manage to run to WalMart just to get out of the house and I almost slapped a guy silly while we were there. Walking out of the store we passed a boy (man?) about 20 ish years old with two small (I'm talking maybe 1 and 2 years old) with NO COATS on!! And, they were wearing t-shirts!! Seriously guy? And of course, Dad (or whoever he was) had on a nice warm coat. I almost asked if he needed me to buy a couple of coats for his kids. The littlest one broke my heart, his face was all red and his eyes and nose were runny. Honestly, I can't get his little face out of my head! Now, I understand not everyone wants to bundle their kids for a wuick trip to WalMart, but at least grab a blanket to wrap around them on the way in and out! Okay, my vent is over. For the moment.

Brody has been sick with a little cold the last week or so. It makes him pretty whiny which makes me want to scream! He has no desire to try and talk to me when he wants something, he just whines and grunts. Once I figure out what he wants, I say it and make him repeat it, with a please tacked on. I know he is fine, but somedays I worry that he isn't talking like he should be. This could be due in part to the fact that I have three older very talkative nieces with one smaller niece well on her way! He does understand everything I say and follows directions really well (when he wants to) but I wish he would TALK!

Mike left for Quebec yesterday morning. He called last night to tell me his bag was left behind in Detroit. He is pretty ticked off, and I really can't blame him. It's happened to me a few times. Losing your luggage has got to be one of the worst feelings out there! Hopefully, the bag found it's way to his hotel last night!