It literally happened overnight.
Saturday was sunny, breezy and nearly 70 degrees outside; we strolled downtown, popping in and out of stores - Lucy LOVES The Toy Store! - and made our final destination the Brewery where we had a mid-afternoon beer and some appetizers.
When we woke up Sunday morning the sun had gone missing, my face was numb for the first 10 minutes of my run, temperatures had plummeted into the 30s and they didn't make it out of the 40s all day long. Our time outdoors was limited which I HATE, but we braved the cold for a little bit of fun and it was totally worth it!
This kid kills me. I'm officially mush.