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Snow Day (crazy edition)

It was all fun for the first day…and even the second day. But as we rounded out day 5 (yes, FIVE days of being stuck in the house), we all got a little craaaazy. Yesterday was wild stuff…today we escaped, along with the rest of the eastside. So, so grateful to have a car, albeit a small one, with 4wd.Ryan is LOVING her Connect4 game. So much that she’s now hugging it. This after she played with her imaginary friend.

Asher is watching the crazy, taking it all in. Good times – pretty sure she’s well entertained.

The biggers headed out into the snow. Note Finleigh’s sunglasses? Gobbles, she says. Very important.

Even the art got a little goofy. Tape and popsicle sticks. And googly eyes.

Chocolate chip cookies in muffin liners. Why not?

There is a bottle of bubbles under there. It’s about 8″ tall.

We busted out the scissors. Time for a haircut!!

Cute! And about 4″ shorter. Nice job, mommy.

Oooh, a new carrier for Asher! Been stalking the mailman for this one. Thank you for bringing rainbows on such dreary days.

Good choice. THIS is where the Wild Things are. Little banshees.

Chaos, you’ve come to stay.

Oh yes, this night is looking up.


Ryan woke up this morning, came to our room, and announced that it had snowed “all night and the whole world was white!”. Awesome. I’m going back to sleep (no one else was up yet). But, sure enough, we woke to a winter wonderland. Coffee first, then out to play. Sorry kids, y’all have to wait.

We don’t get a ton of snow here in Seattle-ish, so when we do, it’s kind of epic. Even our medium one, who HATED the snow last year, freaked out, trying to climb out of the window in her jammies to get into it. She kept eating it…saying “eat snow, eat snow” over and over. Ryan just loves snow, too. She was practically swimming in it, and catching flakes on her tongue, and building a snowman (I even helped).

We had hot cocoa after playing outside (well, mama and daddy had coffee), and then made cookies in the afternoon. I found these awesome “message in a cookie” cutters from Pinterest (Are you on there? If not, you must be; I’ll invite you. All the cool kids are there.) and had to have them. I love them already. They come with phrases, but also just letters so you can make your own message, like our “happy snow day” ones!

I’ll admit, I don’t love snow. I don’t like driving in it, it’s cold, it’s wet. But, I LOVE the first snow. And I actually quite like running in the snow (not running WHILE it’s snowing – that sucks). But today seemed more a snuggle at home sort of day, so I did. And a good day it was.


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Yes, it’s timely, but regardless, I’ve been thinking an awful lot lately about the things I’m grateful for. Maybe it’s the cold weather (it’s been hovering around 20* here lately and snowing), maybe it’s spending some extra time with the girls courtesy of snow days and canceled plans, maybe it’s disappointment at the way the election turned out and the cuts our state will be making, but I’m feeling extra thankful these days.

Sitting in my warm house, drinking cup after cup of hot cocoa and tea, it’s so easy to take for granted all that we have. To take for granted the ability to just wander into my pantry if I need a snack, to run my washer and dryer at will (and all day) and  bitch about it. At this time of year, I’m grateful that we can afford to keep our heat on whenever we like, that we can have a big spread of food for Thanksgiving, that we are able to get where we need to go (or have the luxury of staying home, if we can’t).

I’m sad for people who can barely afford to keep food on their tables, who work hard and still can’t make ends meet, who’ve worked hard, but circumstances suck and they’re left homeless. I’m sadder still that our state chose to cut, limit or not impose taxes that would help those people, and that food assistance for people in our state is currently on the chopping block (among other things I see as important).

This time of year in particular, I’m sad that there are children who won’t have gifts at the holidays because their parents have to choose between paying for heat, food and gas or toys. I’m bummed that the holidays (all of them) have lost meaning, and the ideas of togetherness, friends and family are no longer the ideal, but rather filling the space under the tree with more, more, MORE. That Black Friday has become a national holiday for Americans in debt to get into more debt buying more things they don’t need. Michael and I were thinking tonight, and neither of us could really remember what we got Ryan for the holidays last year. We know she got a bike from her Aunt and Uncle, and flashlights and tape from her Nonna and Papa, but we couldn’t remember what we’d gotten her. Still can’t.

Think back to your own childhood. What do you remember about the holidays? If I think back, really hard, what I remember most are the family things: my brother running down the hall shouting “It’s Christmas!! Santa came!!”, my parents making us wait until coffee had been poured, my dad making pancakes and bacon, watching White Christmas and singing along, lighting Hannukah candles and making leqvar cookies. But not the presents. And honestly, I can’t remember any gifts I got as a kid. Not that they weren’t cool, or awesome, or super fun to play with for a few weeks, but it didn’t last.

So, my tiny tirade about thankfulness has turned into a tiny tirade about commercialism…what of it?

My goal for this season is to continue with our attempts to limit the junk that comes in, and to try to make the season about experiences instead of stuff. I’m thankful (see, full circle) that Michael and I are in agreement about keeping the holidays simple and about the real stuff: family, friends, togetherness, warmth, food and love. To teach my girls about giving, not just receiving (funny thing is that I can usually remember what I’ve given or made for people, but not what I’ve gotten). To donate to families in need, to choose presents for children in need. One day, when the kids are older, we’ll volunteer, giving not just things but our time.

And today, I encourage you to be grateful for the small things, as well as the big ones. To attempt a holiday season with minimal commercialism and maximum celebration. How are you going to express your gratitude this year?

It’s melting!

Finally…I love the snow and all, and it is pretty, but I’m so glad it’s melting away. Don’t get me wrong, it’s still cold up here, but the snow is such a pain to get around in, and not at all fun to drive in, and while I would have loved to hibernate the days away, alas, we needed to eat, and get out, because I was going insane (as was the kiddo). So, we frolicked outside one last time, built one last snow castle, and mommy took pictures of the snow melting from the trees.

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Oooooh, Stars!

I love star ornaments…maybe it’s because we don’t really celebrate Christmas, persay, but rather, the holiday season and winter as a whole. Most of my tree is decorated with blue, silver and gold stars and balls.

I’m going to make some of these for my tree this year, and possibly to tie on gifts (if they end up being a quick craft).

Alyssa, I think you should make some of these with me…you can do them in your “spare” time.