The chill of December in the rioting of spring

I know it's a cheesy title but it's a line to a song that Brandon has, and it is very appropriate. Yesterday started out beautiful. Violet and I went for a walk and it was in the 50s. Brandon even bought me these:But later Utah had one of its menopausal mood swings and it looked like this:Oh well. I guess we still have awhile until it's officially spring. And we wanted to tell Papa this: because he is the coolest gringo/chilango I know! And he was one of the first people to make Violet smile when she was only a month old, which isn't surprising, because he always makes me smile.

And only 24 days till Poodle comes!