And then Fynn stole his Poppa's hat when he got home. The little laddie's really into hats right now. He'll start giggling when you put one one!
So it was cold, but clear at our house. We had to drop into town to get some new work boots for Josh and immediately were engulfed in the ice fog. Here's some of the sun right about noon time, as high as it gets in the sky these days.
And then just cute little Fynn ready for church. More of him and Gramma Laine to come!
Chilly days like this are perfect soup days. Hitch: Josh doesn't eat soup. Solution: Mom and I call it "chowder" and gang up on him! Hee hee! I had experimented with this before and this is more or less what I came up with:
Loaded Cheesy Chowder











