As of yesterday, Phoebe is 3 months old. Incredible! It sounds so cliche to say this, but time is flying by. She's not my teeny little baby anymore. My little turkey weighs 14 pounds! She's a Butterball. Plus she's outgrown certain brands of her clothes in the 3 month size so she's now wearing 3-6 month sizes.
Mike bought a kerosene heater and went back home on Sunday. We didn't want the cats to freeze, Kitty needed his shots anyway. He said it was 37 degrees in the house when he got home. He had to work this week, whether we had power or not because the school had power. Stupid. Our power came back on Tuesday. Thank goodness.
Mike came to get us and return his mom's truck yesterday. He borrowed it since it has 4 wheel drive. We had to drive through another snow storm on the way home. I swear it isn't ever going to stop! At least we're all home together now. I missed him so much! I'm pretty sure he missed Phoebe more than he missed me.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!