Cold, cold, cold!

The forecast for Saturday calls for a high of -4. Let me repeat that: A *high* of negative four.

Gregory doesn't get to go out much these days since it's so cold, but he's dying to play in the snow:


Emelia and Meaghan, on the other hand, don't seem to mind staying inside where it's warm. I get to wait for the bus in below zero weather. Fun times.