Cold

It's getting cold here, even for Tennessee. Tamsen got Edie some mittens she could wear while waiting for the bus. She's been extremely enthusiastic about them ever since, wearing them outside, inside, wherever.

All the cold weather seems to have brought the cold season along with it. Both Edie and Marty were sick this week, dripping snot all over the house and wiping their goopy faces all over everything in sight.

That's not to say that they were completely miserable, though. They still ran around playing tag and laughing their heads off. Sometimes they can be unkind to each other, but as often as not, they play well together, and they genuinely seem to like each other.

Every once in a while, they team up against me. The other day, Tamsen had laid down for a quick nap, and the two of them ran into the kitchen, looked right at me, grinning, and screamed as loud as they could for a solid thirty seconds. It was all I could do to keep from laughing out loud. They're sneaky, but they're my kind of sneaky.