Digging Out

It seems like we're starting to dig out way out finally. Much to the despair of a few little boys who quite adore the snow.

Two weeks ago we had a bout of especially frigid days. It was just delightful to listen to the wind howling 60 mph outside. It would have been slightly more pleasant if there were not currently 127 4inch holes drilled into each and every one of my walls inviting it into the house. Even better, the holes drilled into the ceiling to welcome the fresh air literally blowing out of the attic when the temps dropped into the teens. And if that isn't cozy enough, the main water line into the house broke out in the street. It was a lot like camping as I spun around in the shower, hot water lightly drizzling over me, freezing my twinkies off because I'm way too cheap to turn up the heat enough to compensate. There are now patches of duct tape sparkling along my walls, deck the halls. Just to balance things out we put up the tree too. I would post a photo of the awesome decorating job the boys did (you can tell EXACTLY how tall they are and what point on the tree made the nearest beeline between mom handing out ornaments and the tree itself) but I'm feeling too lazy to edit Carrot Top's face out of those. So take my word for it, AWESOMENESS is our tree.On another note, have you ever noticed how much little kids look like Oompa Loompas when they wear snowsuits? Mmmm, yummy.And speaking of yummy, we made cocoa yesterday. Carrot Top had NEVER had cocoa OR marshmallows before! Can you fathom that? He'd also never had a Christmas tree and was a bit concerned he did not know how to decorate one. Luckily neither does Ashi so it's all good.
Thanksgiving turned out perfect at 28 degrees and a half foot of fresh snow. Is there any better way to wait for turkey than by building a snowman and having a snowball fight? I think not.We did something unusual this year, we invited ourselves over to dinner at someone else's house. I highly recommend that plan. While my mother seems to think six children 8 and under is a "zoo", (is our family hopelessly small or what?) I thought it was great for the kids to have buddies to play with. Hopefully the Boyles thought so too because I'm pining to get invited back next year. That would be Ashi (looking frighteningly grown up) eating the snowman's nose. It was a big carrot, he didn't seem to mind.