Mama and Papa were kind enough to mail him to his new home, along with Valentine's shirts for the girls and a bag of chocolate that didn't last the day.
Devon was super excited to find him on the doorstep and open him up! Pooh bear was greatly missed. Buddy Boy falls asleep so much more quickly with him home.
"Yum yum, ice cream!" she said. Then: "It's all over me!" The pour spout wasn't exactly made for toddler drinking.
Their favorite sibling activity is to race with toy strollers around the first floor, which has large empty hallways and a nice round flow of traffic.
Here is the crew on our way to dinner at Chick-fil-A. Tuesday is floor day, and when they're finally done at 4 and the house smells like Pine-Sol I just can't bring myself to serve dinner and dirty them up again. Tuesday night just might be our night to eat out, and with so few restaurants that we can actually go to.... This was also the recordsetter for the longest time it took to get in the car to go somewhere. By the time everyone had their car seat companion and had their shoes put on and removed several times, forty-five minutes were gone!
Driving conditions have been pretty interesting with all this weather, but I'm happy to report that we now have brand new all-weather tires.This was the road on the day we got the new tires. Ironically, I was sitting at home early on debating whether it was safe enough to go out and considered putting it off. While we were sitting in the Firestone waiting area playing phone and Leap Pad and generally being loud it started to sleet. I skated back to the car when they finished and buckled the kids in, thinking it was a very, very bad idea to be out at all. The new tires did not disappoint; we went home slowly but they did their job. No slipping and sliding!
The first part of last week had the snow melting during the day and freezing up at night, forming a hard crust that was not very fun. The kids tired of walking on it and feeling it crunch, which is the only fun thing you can do with snow at this phase (locals, correct me, please). Out came the scooters.
Thursday brought winter storm I've-lost-track-of-the-stupid-names-they-give-these-things and dumped a good sixteen inches over the top of the remainder. We were grateful that Daddy got to stay home from work, and a bit dismayed that we had decided to put off getting a snowblower.
Our house has the best windbreak in the neignborhood, so we see a lot of this on snowy mornings. Awwwwww....
The stormy morning gave us an opportunity to enjoy some pancakes. Melina must have had an active dream night. "Chick-fil-A Cow don't bite my baby!" she said over and over as she descended the stairs holding her baby. She said this over and over all through breakfast. After breakfast when we did our prayers and thankfulness, what was she thankful for?
"I fankful for the Chickkaway Cow!!!"
Devon's LeapPad has been pretty useless for the past month because the girls were so interested in it. Bringing it out when they were awake would result in a brawl as all three tried to grab it.
It's also fun to see Devon teach the girls how to navigate the icons and find things they want to do. Craig had his first old-timer technology moment, as he called it, when Carrie brought her LeapPad to him and asked him to find the draw program. He handed it to Devon, who found it in four taps of the stylus, handing it smugly back to sissy.
That's right. If you can't do it yourself, ask the three-year-old.
So right now we have new LeapPads for the long moments when it isn't possible to go outside, and the great outdoors covered in a foot of snow when it is.
My aunt from North Dakota said we have more snow than they do right now. That's sayin' something!
Devon LOVES to push around a shovelful of snow. Maybe we won't need a snowblower when this little guy gets big enough to know what exactly needs to be shoveled.
Here are two more pictures of the snow piles for the sake of memories. Everyone tells us this is the most snow they've gotten in YEARS here. I gotta admit, after spending money on snow boots, pants, mittens, etc., I would've been pretty mad if we'd not been able to get good use out of them.At this point, they were worth every penny.
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