routinely happy

I feel like I don't have anything exciting to blog about and haven't for some time. We've settled into a winter schedule that gets us out of the house a few times a week for playgroup and music class, but mostly we just stay inside our apartment, sheltered from the cold. And while the world may not want to hear about how today Ezra ate oatmeal for breakfast or that we read "The Little Engine that Could" 8 times, I am truly happy. We are holed up in our little one bedroom with smiles on our faces. Smiles that get even bigger with dreams of the spring.