Molly turned 5 on Monday. We celebrated with new bones and a walk through the polar vortex.

Derek and I typically like to break from schoolwork in the late morning to take Molly for a walk, however, on this special day, the rest of the 9-and-under crew joined us.

The snow drifts were fun and treacherous at the same time.

The birthday dog loved every minute of it.

Once we were past the snow drifts, our pace picked up quite a bit–it was a race against frostbite!

Ruthie’s sherpa came to the rescue.

Almost home!

In honor of the birthday doggie, we grilled steak. On the deck. In minus twelve degree weather.

We’re crazy like that sometimes.