It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas

  

The sun came out.  In fact, it came out a couple of times.

So we headed out, pajamas and all, to take advantage of this fleeting gift.

William frolicked.  Like for real.  Boys were never meant to stay inside.

So grateful for the sun, grateful to be around birds and trees and clouds instead of cars and sirens and smog, grateful to be here with distant family, and grateful for our little boys.

Here was the view from the Christmas before last:

Even though I have everything I want for Christmas already (my boys and my husband), if I really had to pick something, I might put a white Christmas on the list.