Friday, January 30, 2009

Was it worth it?

the 10 minutes o' fun in the snow? we asked this of each other, though we could barely HEAR each other over the wails that literally had me believing someone was suffering from frostbite and i was a horrible mother for taking my kids to play in the snow...for a moment.
seriously, though. they were wailing. First McKenzie, which we ignored (hush, Grannie) initially. It became increasingly difficult to ignore and then there was the possibility that the neighbors would hear the wailing....which is apparently contagious, so John Thomas decides to throw himself into the snow and do the same. Carter is still oblivious and keeps helping Michael and I with the finishing touches of our snowman (whose name, this year, is, appropriately enough, "snowy"...this is after having refreshed everyone's memory on the awesome names of previous snowmen and encouraging them to 'think of somehting creative!'...i got 'snowy'). Carter, who figured he was missing out on something, then decides to join in...though he and John Thomas briefly forgot their misery to admire 'snowy.' we surrendered and headed in only to realize that their little boots were filled with snow and so in 20ish degree temps, their little feet really were, most likely, pretty cold. but, still. I'm thinking that laying in the snow making multiple snow angels almost immediately was not a good idea. lesson learned. so, back to the original question. after upwards of an hour of rifling through clothes in the basement to find "ski bibs" (which McKenzie, literal first born that she is, took issue with, as we were not skiing and she is too old for a bib....wow)..."snow suits," bundling the 5 of us and the wailing....the looks of wonder and excitement on their faces, the snow angels, the snowballs, the chasing, the laughing, the sledding, the consumption of the snow (all felt the need to taste it...and it did, in fact, taste just like it did last year, as confirmed by Carter), the snowman....

not quite sure about the thumbless mittens...
and they're off.....
the aforementioned snow angels....
7ish inches!



having recovered - consumed hot chocolate and cookies, taken a warm bath and perched in front o' the fire, McKenzie declared it the "best day ever!" so, yeah, i'd say it was worth it. do I want to do it again tomorrow? not so much.

Friday, January 9, 2009

"God complex"


I write down the funny things these babies o' ours say on sticky notes that are all over the place - the idea being that someday I'll get organized (ha!) and write or type them all out in chronological order for all of us to enjoy in years to come when we can't remember the details of these days....this one, i thought, was worth sharing...

me, as i'm walking by: "whatcha doin' buddy?"
John Thomas, without hesitation: "playing God"

(yes, it's still out...along with the Christmas tree, fully decorated)

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

insight from a 5 year old...



Carter, while playing monopoly:

"it's not alllll about money"

you're on to somethin' there, buddy.