Babies Squared: Birthday Snow Day

Mother Nature gave me a gift too. Several inches of snow. My work was cancelled, Keith's work was cancelled and pretty much all of Atlanta shut down. Which sounds like a lot of fun, but let's think about this from the perspective of parents of toddler twin boys who are very active: what are we going to do all day?

For two hours, we heard "wets pway in da snow". And we'd say "when the sun comes out". What we really meant was "when the temperature goes above freezing", but I don't think they're ready for the phases of the water cycle talk yet. I mean, they're gifted and all, but I'll wait till they're at least three.

Then finally it was time to go outside. After 20 minutes of bundling them up, we went outside.

We tried making a snowman, but there was already a thin layer of ice on the snow, and the snow just wasn't right. We were so disappointed that we couldn't make a Rusty the Snowman.

And those mittens. Oye. So cute, but they come off so quickly. This is what I did most of our time outside, put mittens back on. Until Grady ordered me inside to go make hot chocolate. I was more than happy to take the excuse to get out of the cold. I'm from Africa you know, I grew up with summer birthdays, and this snow nonsense is not cool.

And the little ones can only spend so much time inside. So we built tunnels! We=Keith. I was likely making one of the many meals of the day.

And we baked cookies, 'cause that's what Keith and I needed, more goodies.

The boys got to put their own sprinkles on the cookies. They both focused on one area of the sheet. Some type of abstract post-modern interpretation, you're probably thinking. Actually, the sprinkle jars have really big holes, and I didn't micromanage their sprinkling, I'm all for them doing things on their own.

Look at that two handed technique. Watch out, Betty Crocker.

Cole's approach of redistributing the sprinkles was more precise. As are all of his movements.

And then the agony of waiting to eat the cookies.

People with little ones, take note. When you're going to bake something with the kids, have an activity ready, otherwise there are meltdowns and general ugliness when the very-hot cookies come out of the oven. I'm fairly laid back about parenting, but giving them steaming hot food is something I am not a fan of. So we put coins into the piggy banks BellyMomma gave us.

And then we ate cookies while watching a movie. All of us sat and watched this movie. Not all at once, thank you TIVO, but this is amazing because its the first movie we've all completed together.

And we took a little wagon ride to work off a little bit of those cookies.