Guys, I have terrible news: it is cold in Michigan. Warren and I spent most of the day on our couch cocooned under two feet of blankets remembering the good ol' days (i.e. last week) in sunny, gorgeous Florida hanging out with my sister and her family. "Remember how I went swimming on Christmas day?" Warren said wistfully as he burrowed deeper into our nest. I nearly wept as I stared out at the gray Michigan sky spiked with barren treetops. Gone...
