There is something truly shocking about waking up to 8 inches of snow. Especially when two days ago it was in the upper 60s. I think what was even more shocking than that is that the girls didn't annoy me out of bed this morning to go and play in it. Instead I woke up around 9 am. I laid in bed for a few minutes and listened to the TV playing at a low hum. After a few minutes, I threw the covers off and sleepily walked to the bedroom door. The girls were sitting infront of the windows mouths opened in awe of the white that lay before them. I don't even think they noticed as I turned off the TV. They were truly mesmorized by the potential that awaited them. Once they realized my presense they began to inquire as to when we could go outside and play. I thought it was incredibly delightful that they included me in their plans. We all bundled up and got to the business of snow day frivolity. I loved the snowballs that Rara made. They were incredibly merciful. The seemed to fall apart before they actually reached their intended destination. Nanna on the other hand is very good at making snowballs. They were well packed and painful when the well aimed ice smacked against my face. There was no snowman construction today. The girls were more interested in snow angels and icecicles. After about 15 minutes dh joined us. Thank goodness he took a lot of snowballs. This freed me up to take a ton of pictures. After about an hour we returned to our warm abode where I prepared hot mint tea for everyone. We spent the remainder of the day being lazy.
I meant to write about two funny things that happened yesterday...and I should do it now before I forget them.
1. Rara had renamed Cheez-Its, Cheez-X. I tried to convince her that it was not the proper name of the product. I even got the box down to prove she could read the word "IT". She wouldn't have any of it....in her mind it was Cheez-X. So I did what any defeated mom would do. I took a sharpie and defaced the Cheez-It box against my better judgement and wrote a big dark X over the it. Rara is very happy now!
2. While driving to get a coffee and some hot chocolate for the girlies, Rara started talkling about blood types. Apparently they have been discussing blood in PE. So I am listening as she discusses the ability to put blood into another person if the blood matches. She then gets to the part about how it helps your kitties. You know when you are driving and you all of a sudden realize that your kids are making no sense? It's always a slow motion...huh for me. I asked her why we changed to discussing kitties when nwe were just talking about people and blood. She is like "No mom...your Kitties!" I told her she wasn't making any sense. She was resolute though that she knew what she was saying. Exasperated she said, "Mom!!...Your kitties...you know they cleann your blood". I broke into laughter. I said "oh you mean your kidneys." I wish I could have seen her face because she let out this deep sigh and she said "That's what I said Mom...your kitties!"
