We’ve Been Dumped On

Now, this is more like it.  Snow, snow, everywhere you step.  We finally got dumped on and I don’t have to shovel it.

That’s what kids are for.

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Hey, Greyson.  How’s all that hard work coming?

Back breaking, physical labor and all?

Ring a bell?

Sawyer’s out here helping too, isn’t he?

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I guess he’s too busy to comment.

I see a replay of Ralphie and A Christmas Story.

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Speaking of Christmas, we have yet to undress our front hedges.

These are all-season lights. We’re waiting for Easter.

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This is why the kids are out here.  They’re using the shovels to build a fort.  We really pay a service to shovel our driveway–you just can’t believe everything you read on the internet. I could take these pictures and make them say anything.

But I would never do that.

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“Hey Mom, I just wanted to say thanks for having those fresh blueberry crepes with whipped cream waiting on the table for us this morning. I don’t know how you did that and your exercise bike all before 5am!”

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That’s really sweet of him to sing my praises but you want to know how to tell if they really love you?

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When they tire of snow fort building and decide to venture around the corner to the treat store,

will they remember that a Skor bar is your favorite?

Do they even think of you at all, now that they are out of your sight?

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Why, yes. Yes they do.

Not that I would eat this whole double bar, mind you.

But it can be crushed up and put in your chocolate chip cookie dough.

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Happy Monday, everybody!