Shut-In Humor; Snow?

Ms. Sania was showing off her standing up talents today, in a great mood and crawling all over to find new things against which to prepare a vertical ascent. Especially lethal is her kung fu-like immobilizing move known as "the climber." She crawls up to you while you're doing some perilous, like handling raw pork or a hot skillet, and then traps you wherever you are standing by tenuously and gently pulling herself up on your pant-leg.

Reid found a rope. Reid also appears to have deeply internalized lessons from previous K trips abroad and now runs from me like the camera shoots acid. I got about twenty pictures of Sania looking cute as a bug, and four of Reid. Two were blurry, one was this, and one is just a tiny tuft of hair sticking out from behind the couch, where he was hiding.

Like I said, Sania was in good shape today. For breakfast, she had her first ever bottle of formula. We realized when K was preparing for the trip that we were going to have to go to formula while she was gone. It would have happened either way, as our once-fabled stockpile of human milk had dwindled as Sania's consumption increased. But today was the day. I looked in the bag of frozen breastmilk and there was nothing but a lone, sad three ounce brick.

Sania took to the formula as she has to almost all ingestible things she has encountered in her short life, by eating it all without blinking an eye. Also, she is eating half a chicken breast with her evening dinner of two four-ounce baby food jars. She's a machine.

It started snowing some time after all the kids went to bed tonight. It's really pretty. It was forecast but I was still surprised when I let Dixie out for her last visit to the yard. It reminded me that I caught Dixie snoozing and looking cute and vulnerable like she did when she was a much younger dog. I snapped a picture.