Minnesota, land of the cold.
Let me tell you how cold it is right outside my patio door right now:
It’s so cold that I refuse to go outside.
It’s so cold that I helped the hubs re-organize the garage this afternoon so that he could fit his truck inside.
It’s so cold that I’m pretty sure Bruno may have partially gotten his tongue stuck to the grill when he went out to pee and decided that frozen grills are fun to lick instead of coming inside when your mom is standing inside with the patio door open pleading with you to come in. Annnd that happened....Continue reading at The Mommyhood Project