a portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2014
We did it. We ventured out into the polar vortex. It was a glorious five minute adventure, complete with three falls and countless snowflakes on our tongues and eyelashes (sound of music?) I've been feeling bad that Cohen has been inside all week, so we bundled up and experienced a snowy, winter day in Chicago. Cohen was beyond excited in the beginning, but after a little while the cold overtook that excitement and he made it clear he had had enough, which of course I gladly rushed us in. Maybe we will try to stay out for seven minutes next time!