Why do we live here again? Though we got DUMPED on a little while before Christmas, the temperature went above zero for New Year's, followed by a melt and the gross, slushy, dirty snow that comes with such a shift in temperatures. See above. I don't want to be out in that. I mean, it was glorious for my return to running and all (please please please don't let it snow or get any colder until spring comes to take it all away please please please and never mind the froggies), but it's like the worst weather for playing outdoors with small children.
Insert reminder about $7/day daycare here.
That's why we stay. And the sugar shack, which is, incidentally, only THREE SHORT MONTHS AWAY! I'm already giddy with excitement about that. Hey, a girl's got to have something to look forward to, no?
We took the kids sledding twice (I think, maybe it was once) and we went skating once. Fred played for hours with Azure once when they built a fort just before Christmas, I played outside with the two of them while the younger girls slept in the stroller and I inadvertantly smashed Azure's face into the compacted snow while trying to shove her down into the fort, as part of our game.
Epic FAIL on my part.
At some point I will be able to kick the lot of them out into the backyard without having to accompany them, right?
There WAS that full day at Santa's Village, which should count for at least four normal days, really. Does it? Oh, look, there's goat butt in that picture of Azure. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Thanks for listening...