That’s what the week has been.
I woke up to a snow storm. I woke up to a silent house.
…when the city gets covered in a blanket of white..
That’s the big night for us Polish folks. It’s not Christmas Day, it’s the eve.
It’s a huge injustice.
Not only did Drake the Dog have to suffer the indecency of a bath, but then he couldn’t even freak out without baby girl jumping all over him.
I tell ya, life as a dog is rough in this house.
There’s a Holiday Train from the Canadian Railway that pulls up with all these lights. One of the cars is open and set up like a stage for a Christmas concert. There’s hot chocolate. There’s a firetruck and an ambulance for the kids to run and sit inside.
Lots of families. Lots of smiles. My Baby Girl loved it.
Sometimes Toronto feels like a small town.
Meanwhile, Drake the Dog’s idea of fun is passing out on a pile of little pieces of paper. To each his own I guess.
Em doing the dog paddle and Drake doing the human paddle.
I was going to vlog like usual. But then this happened, and well, some things I just can’t describe to you.
I have to show you.
Some mornings are bliss.
*linking up here*
Necklace – F21
Shirt – Modcloth
Jeans – Gap
Shoes – Payless
Summertime sunshine.
Fashion blogger photo op.
Drake pees behind me.
