When it is cold outside

It is 15 degrees outside. Fifteen, I tell ya! Not one snowflake in sight. Just cold, mad cold! 
My Louisiana bones are just fine in this 70 degree apartment. August doesn’t seem to mind much either. Yesterday’s cabin fever taught him how to ‘crawl’! I say ‘crawl’ because it is pretty wonky and he is still figuring it out but it gets him from toy A to toy B. Needless to say, his new talent keeps us both busy. 

That right arm, man.

Today is another indoor day. But I trade in my hurumph. for a huzzah! well, because        

Kid, you are my month of may!