Waylon has received his first time out. Well, second actually. His first was technically last week for hitting his brother.
I found him standing (STANDING!) in the windowsill playing in the dirt of Aaron's Rubber plant.
Yep, up there....
He had some around his mouth so I'm betting he ate some. I am so in trouble.
Snow, snow, snow here today. It's supposed to stop sometime tomorrow, around noon says hubby. Might as well make our last winter in Chicago count. We went out in it twice today. That was a lifesaver. Instead of spinning, I got my workout shoveling this morning and then pulling Waylon around the snow in the wagon.
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