I've certainly learned a few things along the way ... more than just the ins and outs of my camera, but those revelations are best saved for a different day. Instead of words tonight, I give you pictures.
OK, OK, sorry. But I cannot leave you wordless in regard to Day 103. I simply have to tell you the story of the styrofoam sheep with toothpick legs. A few years ago, when G. was just a baby, John's younger cousin, M., made G. a nativity scene for Christmas. He even wrote G. a very cute note about why the nativity scene is so important. We thought we'd tuck it away for when G. was old enough not to crush every single piece. But, before we found the Little People nativity set, we discovered on the first Sunday of Advent we didn't have a scene, and our reading called for one. So John pulled the box out earlier than planned, and I'm glad to say that every single piece has lived thus far. And my heart just soars whenever I look at M.'s handiwork.
I'm certain we have the world's wimpiest cold-weather tolerating Golden Retriever. He was outside for all of 60 seconds before he began wimpering at the door and giving us those sad-panda eyes.