A few thoughts

That stomping of feet you just heard was me doing my happy dance. Today, my work is again closed due to snow & ice. And again, they sent us an email telling us to work from home. And again, I wondered exactly how the hell they thought I was going to get that done. I tried to work during naps and after bedtime, but not a whole lot was getting done because naps are not that long and there's food to be made, boys to watch while they sleep (so cute), some show about Alaskan bush pilots Keith got me sucked into, laundry to be done, birthday parties to plan, etc. 

But today preschool is open, so we're shipped the boys off to go have fun. There were a few mighty crocodile tears because after four full fun days with both Momma and Dada, the boys were not that excited about leaving us. But they do love their teacher and once we packed up some of those cookies they made for them to take to their teacher they were quite excited to leave the house.

So the happy dance was due to me being able to get work done today. You see, one week from today we are leaving for the happiest place on earth, and this momma has several, oh several big projects that need to get done before we leave. 3 days of snow were not taken into account when I created my workflow calendar for January. (deep breaths)

It'll all be fine, right? Right.

But I wont get any work done before I purge some thoughts.

First, I miss our Christmas tree. With all this snow and ice, it would have been nice to have its warm glow. 

And this picture is from Christmas night. The boys stayed at Nana's so we could have a little break and they could play with their cousins, so when we came home from Christmas celebration we snapped these photos. Oh, if only we knew this dusting was nothing compared to what was coming. 

Our TV has shown this character a lot lately. Do you recognize Teacher? S/he is from my the boys' new favorite show. If you haven't seen it, do yourself a favor and watch it. You don't need toddlers to watch it, it's just funny. Of course, having toddlers helps because you see that the animals' mannerisms are so very close to what toddlers really do. Watch this clip. 

Baahhh! Ahahahaahahaha. That Timmy. He sooooooo suunny.


A while back GG gave the boys more stickers than they needed for one day. And since I was not in the mood to scrape them off my walls, I hid them. And then I dole them out one sheet at a time. A few days ago I gave the boys each their Dora stickers while we were sitting around before bedtime, and I discussed where stickers may and may not be placed. Since walls were out, Cole found an alternate canvas.

Have you sent me pictures of yourself yet? You should. Pictures, until they become too "loved" and need to be thrown away, go on the fridge. And then, when we're playing with the alphabet and the oven mitt, we talk about you. 

Here we're talking about Grady's baby Aidan. We also talked about baby Lorelai and JC, Mike, Julie and Madelyn, but Grady claimed Aidan is "his".

I've been slowly organizing our photos. Well, not really organizing, they're already organized. Culling the herd, I guess. Deleting bad pics, duplicates, eyes-shut, etc. And when I opened November 2010's folder, I found these big eyes staring at me. .

Cole was sitting with me and immediately said "oooh, we go feed cawwots at Aunt Karen's!". Uhhm. Sure. 

That's all I've got. Now, work.