Winter Wonderland

While I was in Dallas for a few days on business, Boston got hit with by a huge snowstorm.

(view from our master bedroom)

Somehow, my flight home was the only one *not* cancelled and I made it home to my baby girl.

I used to tell Michael that, for Mother's Day, I wanted an upscale hotel room for the night so I could check in alone, take a bath, slip into a comfy robe, order room service, and sleep uninterruped for twelve hours. Well, after spending three days and two nights away from her, I know that the last thing I'd ever want for Mother's Day is to be away from her.