I woke up at 9 to a certain young lady, who had been up with Daddy since 7, climbing on top of me and giving me kisses. We all lazed about in bed 'til 10, when I got up, had breakfast, and put on snow clothes to go clear the driveway and sidewalk - we only got about 3" of the predicted 6. I was smart and put on the coffeepot before I went out so when I got back there was hot coffee waiting for me.
The other 2 went out for donuts and I did some stuff on the Internets (printed out a Sid the Science Kid coloring page that M found last night, printed & filled out the last charter school app that we needed to do). When they got back, we decided to go sledding. The forecast, according to the local NPR, was for mostly cloudy. They lied. It was BEAUTIFUL - weather.com claims that right now it's 21 out, but I think it was warmer than that. No wind, brilliant sun. The hill was CROWDED - we just missed J, she had gotten cold and gone home with her dad. Corey was still there with B and her sister in law, as well as M & I and their moms. And a million other families. Corey mocked me for looking like Elmer Fudd, but I don't care - I was warm.* For the first bit TRex wanted one of us to sled with her, which was fine - her sled easily holds a kid plus an adult. Then she decided she needed to go alone, a bunch of times. And then she decided she wanted to go "in a pile" - headfirst, grownup on the bottom and her on top. I volunteered for that insanity, and it actually worked pretty well - she didn't fall off like we thought she might and I had some hope of steering (hands on snow). So... all told we were out in the snow for close to 2 hours, which is FOREVER in four-year-old time. And then we came home, had lunch, and now she's napping - big surprise!
*She may have a point. My snow gear consists of long johns under sweatpants, big wool socks, and these boots
. On top, I've got a tank top, long-sleeved t-shirt, fleece hoodie, parka, and my "Buffalo hat"
(which is what really leads to the mocking).