To Snow, or Not To Snow

Chirstmas is almost here.  The decorating is done.  The shopping is done.  The gifts are wrapped.  In the 3 years we have been married we have not had a white Christmas.  This year looks like we may finally have one.  We have a snow storm coming through today and tomorrow, the weather man is saying 1-6 inches of snow..... maybe he should just come out and say he has no idea what we will get.  I'm actually hoping we get snowed in for a couple of days.  I can't wait to see what Molly thinks of the snow and her new sled.  We don't have to go anywhere this weekend.  And next week we won't be together because of Zach's surgery- Pete will be with his aunt and taking Sadie with him.  Mike has to come back home for work, although Steven, Molly and I will be at the hospital with Zach.  The packing for that has begun, but in secret as we are still not telling Zach about his surgery until after Christmas.

Just Thinking

 About 2 months ago I finally talked Mike into giving up the satelite TV.  There wasn't anything on day time TV that I wanted to watch while everyone is away at work and school.  We were not happy with the quality of the programs on for the kids and the values that even the Disney Channel was teaching.  And it was a lot of money to pay for something we were not happy with.  I happily report to you that the kids have survived watching free TV.  They may not have all the cartoon channels, and there still isn't stuff on all the time that we want to watch, but network TV is just fine.  I'm not saying there aren't channels we miss.  Mike loves Sci-Fi Channel.  Steven likes History Channel.  I miss my guilty pleasure shows of Swamp People (Mike hates that show and can't figure out why I like it-- there's just something about watching Jr. catching a big gator.....) and Sister Wives, and Zach wants to see cartoons when he gets home from school (about 10 minutes after he gets home Fat Albert comes on - some of those things I used to watch as a kid sure don't seem real correct these days...) and then no more cartoons.  I wish I could get PBS so Molly could watch Sesame Street.  But we have tons of videos and DVD's.  We will survive - maybe with absolutely NO TV sometime soon.

Ones for the Graduation Posters

 Molly emptied Mike's daiaper bag, opened the formula container, and shook it into her mouth.  Then kept rubbing her hands in what spilled and licking it off her fingers...... saying "Yum" the whole time.

Bath time followed - hey, how does YOUR hair look after it is towel dried???

Wish it was me

It's 2:40 in the morning and I'm awake.  I got up with the baby at 12:30.  As I am sitting here, playing solitare on my computer, I am struck by the irony.  I laid in bed for an hour wishing I would go back to sleep before I got up again.  Now I am listening to the baby snoring (loudly), the husband snoring (quietly), and the cat snoring (peacefully).

Santa Clause is coming to town!

 

Santa and Mrs. Clause arrived in town today on a fire truck.  We assured Zach last night that it would be the REAL Santa, and not one of his helpers and we was so excited.  He was so awed today that when Santa asked him what he wanted, it took him a while to remember.  Unfortunately, the fire truck was left running and the parents could not hear what their kids were asking Santa for.......

Molly did not cry, but she did not take her eyes off BaBa until he came back to get her off this guys lap!!

I love You More....

This year, Grammy (or my mom) made Zach a cool short sleeve cowboy shirt with pearl snaps and cowboy boot fabric.  It also has a matching vest and Pete passed on his Texas cowboy belt that he had outgrown.  For his birthday, real cowboy boots came into his wardrobe (did you  know the metal toe part of the boot may be for "Cow Kickin" but doe not hold up through "Football Kickin" at school recess?)  He loves that shirt so much he received a matching long sleeve shirt and for Christmas 2 more long sleeve ones in different western fabrics.  As soon as I do laundry he begins wearing them, and only them until they are all dirty then he will move on to his other shirts.  Since yesterday I did his laundry, he picked his cowboy shirt today.  I said I knew he would because he loves those shirts so much.

 I asked him - what do you love more, your shirts or Mommy?

Long pause for thought - Mommy (whew, he had me worried)

OK, how about your shirts or Daddy?

Long pause - my shirts (oopps, sorry daddy)

What about shirts or Sadie?  Shirts or Peter?  Shirts or Molly?  Shirts or Steven?

Sadie, shirts, shirts, both

At least Sadie and I both rank over his wardrobe!!

You Better Watch Out!!

Not because Santa is coming to town, but because over the weekend, I let Steven  behind the wheel of my car for the first time.  He's 15 and itching to begin drivers training.  So, Saturday I turned my car around so he did not have to reverse - I still love my car and don't want to temp fate!  I let him move the car from by the garage up the hill to the house.  Wow, was that a trip!!!  After giving him the run down of how the car works, he was in the driver's seat.  Steven, it just needs a LITTLE push on the gas pedal!!  Wait, not so much!!!  Stop!!!!  OK, now turn to go up the hill --- slowly push the gas.   Stop!!!!!  By the time we got there, I decided he will NOT ever practice with the baby in the car - until after driver's training anyway.  He decided it is much harder to drive a car than the riding lawn mower.  We were both a bit freaked out.  Mike's going to get his breaks fixed and told Steve that is the car he will practice in from now on, since his is a work car and mine is the family car.  I think that's a good idea....