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Jumping Jack


It was a whopping 63 degrees yesterday!  In March, in Utah, we call that summertime.  While the boys were at school, Jack and I enjoyed the sunshine!  It was a happy day!

Today was, and still is, windy and cold with some rain.  Sad kids ... sad mom.  Instead of enjoying the sunshine, Jack and I enjoyed some good sales at the Gap.  And an escalator ride in Nordstrom.  C'est la vie.

Comments

Neva said…
Happy you got some sun, I would be happy to send you some of my warm weather if I could. Loved the pics and Jack holding on to his pants, he's so funny. Love you all Kiss the boys for
brooke said…
Jack Jack is so adorable. He is lucky he has that cute face to make up for the potty training!

I love the sun too. I felt like it was a gift for my b-day. I was so depressed today with the snow.

I'm heading to the Gap tomorrow! Can't wait.
Jenn N. said…
Mandee, I love these pics of Jack. I love your family photo too on your blog. I'm still counting on lunch during spring break. I need some Mandee time.
Likely said…
Isn't it funny that in bakersfield they call that winter? ha ha.

IS he holding his pants up? soo funny!
grandma jojo said…
Jack Jack i miss your happy face. Here's to more sunny weather - but still cool enough to be able to go outside, that is.
Deby said…
Those are some darn cute pictures. :)

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