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We woke up yesterday to find that it had snowed about four inches overnight. The boys were overjoyed and had snow with syrup on it for breakfast. I’m not joking.
We made it outside with the sleds- Arlo hates his snow boots, snow coat and warm mittens and no amount of cajoling on my part could make him change his mind. So yes, it took longer to get ready to go outside than we were actually outside, but we still had fun.
I knew the snow storm was coming, so I had been to the library and stocked up on art project books and the kids and I had fun picking out projects. Today we melted old crayons and picked out a cardboard box that (ahem, Joe) will help them make into a castle.
Zach, ever the social creature, was not happy with the mellow day at home. He wrote this letter to his friends asking when he could go to their house and had me text a photo of it to their mother. Little does he know, the factor limiting his outings is that his mother is too chicken s**t to drive down to parkway.
The last few months just roared right by me…. Kindergarten and Preschool for the kids, soccer last fall for Zach and the million other things that keep us busy. Now, suddenly it is the middle of January and I haven’t written in my blog since September!
Zach has changed so much since I wrote the last post about starting Kindergarten. He is thriving at school and home. He has a new calmness, confidence and maturity that surprises us at times. He lost his first tooth a few months ago when he calmly pulled it out during his bath. And yes, I cried. His second tooth came out when I tried to brush some food off his face at the Farmer’s Market on Christmas Eve. We never found the tooth… but the drawing of the tooth he made for the Tooth Fairy was priceless. On black paper, he painted a white tooth and then (with help) wrote “My Mom smacked me in the mouth. Zach”.
Arlo, sweet Arlo, hit the terrible twos right before Christmas, only he is 3 1/2 and weighs 40lbs, making tantrums much more interesting to manage! Luckily, he seems to have gotten some of it out of his system, and has been better the last week or so. He is in preschool this year and so happy there, it is difficult to get him to come home at night. He doesn’t like kisses (which makes him all the more kissable), wants to be a fighter (Mama, if you stop kissing me, then I will stop hitting and spitting!), desperately wants to be a big brother (not happening!), and skip 4 so he can turn 5 and go to Kindergarten. In his sweet moments, he calls me his “love of heartness”.
I planned to write more than this. I wanted to tell you about Zach’s broken arm and how well Joe’s eye has healed from surgery. About our trip to Portland for New Year’s, Sprinklefest and the other fun things that we have done. But it will have to wait for another post, I am tired, like I am most nights after a busy, but wonderful day with my family.
at Marymere Falls
