Tonight, while I was downloading pictures off my camera, I came across this photo. It was taken two days before Christmas. It's our DRIVEWAY and those tracks are from a TRACTOR. As in, the only vehicle big enough to get in and out of our road until the plow came. And to think that living in Albuquerque we rarely got but a few inches! We still have snow left from this storm and what's no longer snow is now mud. And for those who don't know about mountain mud, I think it takes the cake on just about every kind of mess there is. And it claims every pair of shoes that a family of five can own. Where is the Pinterest board for that little problemo, I ask you?!
Truly, my reason for downloading pictures though was not to blog about our eight week old snow or my mud woes but to update my mom on a belly pic. So here ya go mom! TWENTY EIGHT WEEKS. Looks mighty familiar and boy-ish, donchathink?!
And last but not least, can I just say that everyone needs a Grandma Joyce. Not only is she the Mickey Mouse pancake extraordinaire but she just loves up each and every one of her kids, grandkids, and great grandkids to the core. This last week, she even came and spent the entire Tuesday with us hemming, and ironing, and hanging my new curtains for me. All while she insisted that I put my leg up with a bag of ice.
I'm telling you, everyone needs a Grandma Joyce.