If you aren't from around here, let me describe the typical February.
Major winter. You know, all those stereotypes people have of Canada -- in February, it's all pretty true. All except for the polar bears, that is.
This year, however, February smelled of spring. Just last week, the sound of melting ice trickling down the sewers were as sweet nothings in my ear. But February showed its true colours. ("Oh yeah, this is why we broke up," I tumbled.)
Well, you know what they say. When life gives you lemons...
...take a few shots of your kid with the one missing tooth.
Or something like that.