baby, it's cold outside.

My Georgia roots are finally showing. I may not have a southern accent or use "ya'll" but I am definitely not used to 'cold' temperatures in early November. Those are typically saved for after Christmas. It isn't that I can't handle the cold (yeah, I know I talk big. Ask me again when I am shoveling snow) it is more that I haven't wrapped my head around the fact that I have to dress appropriately. I should really put away the short sleeved shirts and buy a proper winter jacket! My daughter keeps asking me when she can wear shorts and t-shirts again. And since I told her it would be many months she has developed her own style of wearing clothing under her summer clothes. That's another post in and of itself. R style. You wouldn't know that everyone was silently shivering in these photographs because the smile on this little guy was enough to melt any frozen heart. Cue Frozen theme song that has overrun my house. BOOM! How can I give any better intro to this photographs?!!!