Cold Noses

Lincoln and I had been inside, nice and cozy taking a nap, while Erik mulched up the leaves in the yard on a cold Saturday afternoon. Lincoln awoke to the sound of the "tractor" and immediately pointed toward the window saying "Da Da." We stood at the window and watched Erik ride around on the tractor, but I could quickly tell by Lincoln's wiggles that our window view wasn't going to satisfy. So, I bundled Lincoln up and a riding on the tractor with Da Da he went, snow flurries an all. This picture captures the one and only time Lincoln actually kept his mittens on.