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It was not only warm enough to go out today… it was warm enough to melt the snow enough to make snowballs.  So Carter and I sat on the deck and made snowballs for the kids to throw at the back door.  Fun for hours.  

  Here is Carter's latest thing (tongue out all the time) and some pictures taken of the rest of the crew while I was trying to capture the tongue on film and they were feeling left out.  (Please excuse the mess on Carter… we have to choose the bib or the eating.  I choose the eating.)

You'd be surprised how much power over you a baby can have when he grabs your hair on both sides and bites your face.  This is his favorite game to play with Nate… who, incidentally, is a very good sport.  

I know the trend in girls Emma's age is to cut their own hair… thankfully, this haircut was just on Emma's chia-pig.  (Zach would correct me and say it is a "grow-a-head"… but I sang the "ch-ch-ch-chia pet" commercial too many times in my  youth to call it something else.)  Emma had so much fun watching the hair grow and putting it in a ponytail and using my big kitchen scissors to chop it off.  Here's hoping this is the only hair cut around here by these little hands.  

The snow is melted off the sidewalk and it was 38* today so we broke out the jogger.  It gave me hope on several fronts – hope that spring is near, hope that Carter will like the jogger better this year than last, and hope that I might eventually regain a semblance of an exercise program.  It was a wonderful outside day!  Just what we needed.  

With a new fondue pot (thanks, Mom!) and a date for Nate and I the night before, we thought this would be a fun way to celebrate Valentine's Day as a family.  We were right!  Zach even tried it, after a little coercion – he might as well get used to it, because I think we'll make it a tradition!

But Carter never seems to mind.  In fact, he seems to like Emma's blanket more than his own.  He's always finding hers and laying his head down on it (while she tries to drag it out from under him.)

After all of the phone calls that Nate has fielded about chipped teeth, it seems only fitting that we finally have one of our own.  I reassure myself the same way I've reassured the callers… "It's okay… he's such a cute kid it won't matter!"  (This is his "cheese!" face he makes every time I pull out the camera lately!)

It was a big week at our house – a visit from Grandma and Grandpa B that coincided with Zach's special week at school – including a visit from the special school friends Bernie the Bear and Pete the Perch.  (I kept calling him Perch instead of Pete, which really bothered Zach.)  As you can imagine, we had quite the week – bowling, oreo party, good food, whac-a-mole, the bounce house, and all of the fun that grandparents (and well-loved, germ-infested school stuffed animals) bring.  Unfortunately, all four of our visitors had to leave the same day.  Zach said on Saturday after they left, "I'm just really used to having Grandma and Grandpa and Bernie and Pete here."   Here are a few photos from our eventful week!