Very cold weather!

And by very cold, I mean 64 degrees. We went to the park anyways. Of course, the park we had planned to meet friends at this morning was Marina Jacks, which is on the water. The wind was so strong, Tate almost fell over quite a few times. Ultimately, I think he really enjoyed the cold weather. Too bad it's supposed to be back in the 70's next week. Oh well, he got to wear his super cute hoodie from Uncle Norman, and that's all that matters.

"I can't go to the park Mommy, I'm sleeeeppping!" (He had blinked right when I took the picture.)

It's hard to tell, but he's voicing his opinion about having to hold my hand.

Free to swing his arms as he pleases and not have to hold Mommy's hand.

Playing chase with Sandy. (Although that looks like Marley, it's not.)

Showing his tough side. Maybe I should have sagged his pants down a little bit?
"You messin' wit me?"