Snow

It snowed. It snowed a lot. Way more than it usually does and way earlier. My friend Brooke and I predicted this. We have been saying since November that it just smells and looks like snow. It's gonna be a cold snowy winter.

I have a love/hate relationship with the stuff. I like it falling down. I like the idea that we should stop and cancel everything because our area tends to do that. We got about 2 feet of snow and counties around here just canceled school until January. Our county is still withholding it's decision for cancellation and frankly I'm on the fence too. I need to get out of the house and go finish shopping for Christmas...mostly food but important! I need to wrap gifts big time and it's trickier with the two older kids around so having school would be good. On the other hand, I live at the end of a pipe stem and I'm not sure I can even get my car out to take them to school.

Snow used to feel so magical to me and still does sometimes....well until the shoveling needs to be done(my body hurts!!!) and until I spend all day long getting kids ready to go out in the snow to then have them pounding on doors 3 minutes later to complain that a glove fell off, or it's cold or they are getting wet. Seriously? What did they expect standing and climbing in 2 feet of frozen water? Then the mess of taking all the cold wet things off to dry are always followed by the instant need for hot chocolate with lots of marshmallows. This whole circus happened in a total of 20 minutes today. Well, at least for the 3 year old. I don't think he was really up for the cold today cause he spent most of that 20 minutes crying about something. He is down for a nap now...it's only 11am! Man I wish I could join him!!

I am tired today. I spent almost the entire night awake with the baby who threw up on me 3 times and then mostly just cried the rest of the night. I don't think she has a stomach bug, I actually think she was choking of mucus and it made her throw up...lovely eh? Poor little baby girl!

I must be really tired though because I just yelled out to my two older boys that are JUMPING from the deck into 2 feet of snow that they should be careful. I said "Be careful guys...I love you...I may be grumpy today but I still want you to live."..and then I shut the door. hmm...maybe I should tell them to stop jumping off the deck but for once they are smiling and not crying about being cold or fighting over something. hmm...I will go check on them soon..promise.

gotta love snow. White Christmas after all!

T's World and Believing....

So my oldest comes home from school yesterday with two pieces of paper. He tells me he had extra time at school so he started working on some projects of his own. One was to write his own resume. The other was to draw a picture of our family crest.

This is his resume:

Objective:
Needs a non-surgery, and non gross job in Virginia

Education:

Elementary school. Good at animals and science.

Work Experience:

Morning babysitter at home
Sweeping
Shoveling snow
Duster
Cleans basement

He wants me to tell you all that he is seriously looking for a job so if anyone is looking to hire. Please let us know. :)



Then he showed me the Family Crest. He drew a shield and then drew pictures of what he thought was the most important thing to all of us.

K (my husband): The tv
M (me): Laundry and a candle for romance
T: Books
H (6 year old): a ball
C (3 year old): his blanket and stuffed animal
t: (5 months old): a ballerina

All I can say is this is how T sees it. Apparently all my husband does is watch tv which is pretty funny because he is never home. Then there is me. Seriously LAUNDRY IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO ME????!!!! I am so going to go get a life and stop doing his laundry and then maybe it will become important to him! I'm not sure why he threw in a candle for romance. That one is just weird...maybe cause he knows I like romantic comedies. The next two are pretty accurate but a ballerina for the baby....she has never even seen one. Weird...just plain weird.


On a more holiday note. I purchased some wooden letters that spell out the word BELIEVE and it sits on the mantel over our fire place. I have been thinking about this word for months and how I want my children to know that I believe the Savior when he says He loves us, that He suffered for our sins, that He and He alone can help us home. I don't just want them to think I believe in Him. I want them to know that I believe Him. I saw that word distinction in a book once and loved it.

When we talked about the word as a family one night, I asked them what they thought it meant and why I put it there. My six year old said "so that when Santa comes out of the fireplace, he will see the sign BELIEVE and know that we believe in Santa and he can leave gifts there. That's when we decided to start a new family tradition. We talked a lot about the Savior that night and how we are waiting for Him not Santa during this Christmas time. Starting December 1st, we have read scriptures every night all pertaining to Christ and what he did for us and it's been great...not quiet...but great.