Cabin Fever

The morning greeted us with grey and pink skies to the East, and indigo blue to the West. As I peered out at the snow covered roof tops, smoke rising from the chimneys, I couldn't help but breath deeply and take in the sights.

After a meeting at the church with a fabulous group of ladies, we came home and made an early lunch. The temperature was finally above zero and we weren't going to let anything (not even nap time) stand in our way of getting out and enjoying it. I was feeling the last few days of being cooped up inside and needed to get out and breath in the fresh Winter air and find some snow covered trees to enjoy.

 Ollie fell asleep right away, just like I knew he would. I figured a nap in the great outdoors was just as good as any nap at home. My senses were alive and I could feel the cobwebs clearing from my brain.

Joe asked to push the stroller, so I ran ahead with Reese as she sniffed and leapt through the snow. The sun felt warm on our faces and it was so refreshing. 

When we got home we went right to the backyard to make a snow fort. A warm winter's day such as this doesn't come around very often and must be taken advantage of. 

The snow was sticky and wonderful to work with. The boys rolled giant snowballs and we carefully placed them around the trampoline.

They were super excited about it when we finished and crawled right in to check it out.

The late afternoon brought two kids at the counter, working on class valentines, and a boy roller skating through my kitchen despite my pleas to stop. Each time I asked him, he would flash me a grin and an "I love you mom". I decided he's not hurting anything, and give up the fight. While I cooked dinner he went back and forth, back and forth. It was all good until he decided to annoy his sister each time he skated past the counter. He almost knocked over a glass of water onto her valentines cards, pushed scissors out of her reach, grabbed their pens and skated off with them... Eventually it turned into high fives. Camilla is so great at distracting. While they finished up they sang loudly along to the Moana sountrack.

After dinner the boys hop in the bath. I jammie the little guys and then walk into a soaking wet bathroom. After looking up and seeing the water on the ceiling I kind of lost it. Everybody got out and jammied while I dried the walls and lectured on why we don't get ceilings wet and how expensive it is to repair. My sweet Hyrum came upstairs with a toonie in his hand and tearful eyes. "Here Mom. This will help fix the ceiling. I'm sorry we fooled around too much." Now my eyes were tearful... We gave hugs and apologies, and said prayers. Then I tucked them in one by one with back scratches and chats.

I've picked up my couch cushions approximately a million times today. Two seconds later I would find Ollie pulling them right back off. I've pretty much given up on that fight. Every door in my house is closed (another new trick Ollie has learned). He is definitely keeping me on my toes, and at days end I fall into bed feeling sooooo tired! Life is wonderful!