Since Daddy is working far away (in Maine and then Germany), Mommy and Owen are on a travel adventure of our own. We survived a solo trip to and thru the Boston Airport where our only incident was having to rest most of Owen on the security belt while I used the other hand to help prevent the car seat from getting stuck in the x-ray thing but we all made it through unscathed. Then we survived a layover at JFK and made our connection just fine (ie. we did not have to spend the night on the floor like Rugrat mom has had to do before) and arrived at Rochester just in time for a winter storm. 10" of snow in 12 hours turned this place into a winter wonderland. We had nothing to do so we just stayed inside and watched the swirling flakes by a flickering fire. Today the flakes were no longer falling and temps weren't too bad so we strapped on some snowshoes (me, not Owen) and the Bjorn and headed out to explore. After Owen went back in to the house to warm up with Gigi, I had some fun with the camera and the doggies, Lexie & Louie. Check out the bridge to (s)nowhere!
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