it's-a me, mario!

our plumber is a very nice italian man who speaks with a thick accent and is named mario. he looks a lot like this:

he even has a mustache! although as far as i know, he doesn't actually go into the pipes.

why am i mentioning our plumber, you ask? because he's here right now, downstairs in the basement trying to fix our heat.

yes, that's right, our heat is broken. we came home last night to find that it wouldn't come on. which means we've had one cold, cold baby on our hands, seeing as how last night and today are the coldest temps we've seen so far this year.

my strategy for dressing bebe in the cold weather (and we can't afford to turn our heat up that high so this will apply even after mario fixes whatever's broken) is layers. layers, layers, layers.

she is not too thrilled about it, apparently.

so: long-sleeved undershirt, one-piece outfit, leg warmers, and hooded sweater. the two best parts of this are


leg warmers:

and hood:

{edited to add: THE HEAT'S BACK ON! WOO HOO!!!}

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