A short note from a white-blanketed New York, where the snowfall brought nostalgia to Mama and Papa, who stared out the window and saw each and every step toward the hospital and the view from the labor room during the season's first blizzard just over 5 weeks ago... which welcomed our happy sprouting.

Room with a view. Milo's first birthday. Words cannot do justice.

This time, we're staying in out of the cold in our cozy apartment, not Saint Vincent's. Papa's got his computer playing a lullaby for Milo, and Mama gets to post a couple of new pix:

Ty and Milo share a drum and bass moment

Papa's eye view, late morning. If you can't sleep at night, sleep later.

Stay warm, all-y'all. And come visit!