Like Mother Like Daughter

 A million years ago when Celia was around 11 years old, she got in big trouble with me because I found her reading a magazine in bed while Gracie was cleaning their room as we were trying to pack out of a vacation rental house. Yesterday, as we hustled to get ourselves ready to leave Maine, I found myself hiding out on the couch as I watched Jennifer vacuum. For those that don't know, and to add some symmetry to the story, Grace is Jennifer's daughter. I suppose I should be a little embarrassed by this anecdote and I could save myself with some insightful observation, but instead I am just going to share some winter wonderland pictures I took when I went over to Mike's Gym for our final workout.