A few days ago when it was, on December 1, 60 degrees outside, it seemed like a perfect plan to spend the morning outside. I had given Alex an elf hat a few days before in what I assumed were my naive hopes that it would make him somewhat more cooperative for pictures that I had decided were a necessity for a holiday card this year. Too many years have gone by when I have been “too busy” for holiday cards, but I know how much I appreciate receiving them that it only made sense for me to find the time to do them. (Especially with my New Job! that I started on Monday, which allows me much more time with my family.)
He told me, in no uncertain terms, that he hates having his pictures taken. But! It’s okay if he gets to see them, make funny faces, or think about a certain favorite girlfriend of his.
It was such a beautiful morning, albeit it a little cloudy, that when the time came to come in and begin our typical routine for the day (cleaning the house and grocery shopping) neither of us was particularly happy about it.
Within about 15 minutes of our playing outside, it started to drizzle. Nothing serious, so a few more jumps and slides and swings were able to occur before heading inside.
I could do with more 60 degree days in December (as long as I don’t think too hard about what it all means).
The weather was especially appreciated by me because it made it easy to get a few cute pictures for Christmas cards.