It's so cold we can't even.

In our own personal snow globe...

Someone here definitely doesn’t speak Cat.

Treading lightly (on relatively solid ground).

So much reading. Too little time.

Just a day in the life.

Space to gather; time to connect.

Bring on the after dinner sweets.

When your sister is your homie.

Fresh winter white, clean and bright.

Only light can drive out darkness.

Only love can drive out hate.

Officially a teenager in our mix!

Happy 13th birthday, Naomi!

Ready or not, here we go!

Mandatory listening for a Friday night.

Sometimes it takes a month, but he eventually listens. 

(OK, but seriously this is podcast gold.)

Winter scruff. Winter socks. Warming up.

Cheers to those advancing the conversation.

Enjoying the house (back to normal).

I got you babe. (Bum, bum).

A bundle of Siss and sass.

Happiest of birthdays to you, Shiva!

Day's first descent...a decent start.

Husband Diaries: dark evenings walking dogs.

Results in! This year's a tie!

A tiny tongue this particular Tuesday.

Cuddles cure the Monday-est of Mondays.

Two dogs. Three cats. (Relaxation vibes).

Pass the mic and be delighted.

Seems about right for the Hopkins.

(Ears for days)

Canoodling is better in cold weather.

When there's wonder in the waiting.

Brooklyn, New York

Blades of glory, à la Hopkins.