Snow pants and no shirt.

Ever since I put snow pants on Haven on Tuesday, they are the only thing she wants to wear. Painting, eating, napping, you name it; she refuses to wear anything else. At diaper changes, I have to promise her she can put them right back on. She even insisted on holding them once while I changed her. And since we've barely left the house since Tuesday, we all have a touch of cabin fever and everything feels a little silly. 

Cooped-up kids + stir-crazy Mom + snow pants and no shirt + running around the house + camera = this.