we're all losing it

Things are getting pretty desperate around here. The temperatures in Omaha have dropped into the negatives once again with “life-threatening wind chills” on the forecast, and we’ve been stuck at home all weekend. I haven’t seen my toes in days (I’m guessing they’re still there under the layers of wool socks), Scott  lives in long underwear and a puffer coat, and Clay is starting to resemble a sunlight-depleted vampire child. We’re all starting to lose it over here at the Siemens household.

Add to that already-ticking time bomb a bunch of noise-making baby toys, and you really do go a little a lot crazy. With the stroller locked up in the garage right now, we’ve been distracting Clay with every light-up and musical object we can find or borrow, including the exersaucer - truly one of the most brilliant and terrible bits of genius ever thought up. After three days of listening to its repertoire, Scott and I now catch ourselves humming the tunes around the house. We’ve been hearing them in our dreams.

There’s no one I’d rather be stuck inside with than my boys and my pugs, but spring had better get here soon.

-Eleanor

Note From Scott: I listen to the Beach Boys, and it doesn’t work.