Winter

No, that's not New York but rather sledding in Groton sometime around Christmas. We got barely a dusting last night, while DC and Philly got the deluge. But here's one from the last good snow we got -- back in December?


I've been remiss in posting Christmas pics. Oscar really cleaned up this year, but his favorite present of all was a roll of blue painter's tape Jen got him. In short order, he taped her iPod to a chopstick to make a makeshift guitar and strap playing the video for his latest fixation, Joan Jett's "I Love Rock and Roll."


He also ate way too much sugar, as evidenced by the Dots there. And the cookies. And the other cookies. And the chocolate. And a dozen other forms. It was so much worse than Halloween and inevitably resulted in a fairly epic meltdown, followed by a particularly angelic-looking sleep:


Oh, and while we were up there, he suddenly started using the toilet. Just like that. After four months of unsuccessful toilet training. Truly, a Christmas miracle.