Punxsutawney Phil (or should I say Piscataway Ryan?)

This morning Ryan was, as usual, wide awake, playing with his toes, and chatting and squealing loudly at 6AM.  (The kid likes mornings!)  Ignoring the cacophony I left him in his crib and trudged to the bathroom, so Hari went to pick the little guy up so his antics wouldn't wake up his brother.  (Colin, unlike his baby brother, is clearly not a morning person and was still sound asleep with his face mashed into the pillows.)

When I came out Hari was holding the baby and grinning from ear to ear.  The lights were off but we have a nightlight in our master bedroom and it was back-lighting Hari and the baby, casting their shadows in stark relief on the ceiling.  And while I was in the other room Ryan, for the first time, saw his shadow!

Does that mean we'll have six more weeks of Autumn???