Scenes from our Winter

(Dedicated to Prital :-))

 

Ever since he discovered his distaste for diaper/clothes changes and his taste for sweets, the front closet has become Caleb's default hideaway. We find him there in various states of undress or stickiness, as the case may be. 

(Notice the candy cane)

 Speaking of desperation for sweets, Lysbeth licking the sugar off the counter:

while making these: 

And we while away our long winter evenings with song and dance.