Just So You Know, I Am Still Alive

Don't let this picture fool you. Carter hates the snow. He just happens to have this cheesy little smile he does everytime he sees a camera. This was taken after our first snow fall of the year. I was so excited to take him out and see what he thought. Not impressed. He wouldn't move, and his brother put some snow on his jacket and he freaked out. To this day when he looks outside and sees the snow he makes an ugly face (which is really kinda cute) and points and whines at it.

Two days after Christmas one of my children had the nerve to say to me "I'm bored". And I'm not embarrassed to tell you that I sounded like my mother when I said, "You have hundreds of dollars worth of Christmas presents and you can't find anything to do? I'll give you something to do". Well, they did find something for that afternoon, and then the snow fell. About a foot to be exact. Oh wonderful snow. Entertained two rowdy boys and their neighborhood friends for several days. And let me tell you the joy I felt watching those boys play. (from the warmth of my kitchen that is) The best was the football. Two on two, and apparently tackling was highly encouraged. Even if it meant a face full of snow. Silly boys. As a little girl if someone had shoved my face in the snow I would have gone in the house crying. But when they came in hours later, soaking wet through all their snow gear asking for hot chocolate, I knew they had a little bit of me in them after all.