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going to the snow, part three.
ok, so we did other stuff besides act like fools in the snow. let’s see… there was a late-night rummikube tourney. there was phil’s usual face-making whenever i tried to take his picture. there was my brother, trying to follow in phil’s footsteps. (he has yet to learn that if you make a face at me, it’s going on my blog. it’s the law of michelle). but he’s still a newbie and couldn’t hold the face for long before cracking himself up. and thereby making for a nice picture. (nice smiles also get posted on my blog. it’s the second law of michelle.) there was also this impossibly adorable face…
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going to the snow, part two.
so here are pics from our second day in the snow… again with this snowsuit? really? this time, we busted out the sand snow toys and the kids loved it! this made all the difference from the first day! want a snow cake? there was a snowball fight. which first required sculpting the perfect snowball… which then landed smack on his baby sister. she cried. and mikey’s gotta learn that when you throw ’em… they get thrown back at you, too. mikey wasn’t a big fan of this cause/effect relationship. but that didn’t deter mikey for long. here’s phil trying to shield his baby. somehow, it didn’t work and lauren…
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birthday girl.
just wanted to give a quick shout-out to my allie girl who turned four. birthday pics coming soon (after i get caught up with the big bear recap). but here’s a picture of the newest four-year-old in our house from tonight…
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going to the snow, part one.
when i was growing up, everyone used to say they were “going to the snow” or “going to see snow” when they were headed up to the mountains in the wintertime to, well, see snow. it was nice and simple, you drove for hours to visit the snow, have fun in it, then turn your car back toward home and leave it behind. that was the kind of snow i liked. now, when we lived in minnesota, NO ONE ever said they were “going to the snow” for fun. no, no, the snow there was meant to be lived in, shoveled out of driveways, scraped off of car windows, but…
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overheard…
the kids and i were talking this morning about allie’s upcoming birthday party when this little gem took place… mikey: allie, guess what i’m getting you for your birthday? allie: what? mikey: a pink barbie with a pink car! allie: yahoo! mikey: allie, what are you getting me for my birthday? allie: race cars! mikey: ooh, you mean the hot wheels with the racetrack? allie: yeah, and a spoiler! mikey: yeah! allie: spoiler race cars! mikey: guess what else i’m gonna give you? a pink barbie house, too! allie: oh my heavens, how can i carry all that? yep, it appears that birthday season is upon us tsais once again!…