Do you think it's bad that my three year old is asking to go to Starbucks? Do you think it's lame that two of my last three posts have been about Starbucks? I'd say yes and yes.
So, I promised Zeke we would go on Sunday morning since Jeff was working. But it was freezing cold. Seriously cold.
So cold that there was snow on the mountains behind our house and ice on our car.
So cold we had to bundle up and one of us had to dress like a pink teddy bear.
She got over it.
See?
