Hot chocolate and cold days

I've seen a lot of this lately:
mostly because we've been getting a lot of this:

After a cup of hot chocolate, Margaret tendslooks like this:
All blurry and spun out on sugary chocolate. But Bill keeps giving it to her and who am I to deny her?

Wait at minute, aren't I the mother? I guess the answer to that questions is debatable.

Anyhoo, we've been getting snow regularly. Here's Bill "shoveling" our brand-new neighbors' walk:

I say "shoveling" because it isn't really shoveling if you can scrape the snow to one side without having to pick up the shovel.

But it sure does make our brown winters look pretty:


(Today's entry was brought to you by the colon. Why use a period when you can use a colon:)