Well, it’s not.  Not really.  But I am kicking myself that I did not photograph the rare 2+ feet of snow we’ve had around these parts for the past two weeks.  It really was beautiful until the rain washed a lot of it away last night.  Of course, it didn’t wash away enough to make the roads driveable.  Just enough to uglify the sights and make driving even WORSE today than it has been.  The last time we went anywhere in the car was a week ago, and we’d only taken it out once in the week before that.

Yeah, we’ve been kind of snowed in.

And it was fun for awhile.

And now the fun has worn off.

Can someone magically zap me to the mall? 

Sugar and Spider both took naps today.  At the same time. I know, right?  Incredible.  As a result, Engineer and I were able to have some good quality time together.  We made cookies, wrapped presents and talked about future careers.

"Mom, I’m going to be a doctor when I grow up."

"You don’t want to be a video game programmer like Daddy?"

"No, that’s okay when I’m like 5, 6 or 7, but I want to be a doctor.  I want to find out what’s wrong with people."

Sometimes I’d like to know what’s wrong with people too.    But seriously, this was the first time I had ever heard him talk about wanting to be a doctor.  I mean, quite frankly the kid could end up being a brain surgeon because he’s totally smart enough.  He loves babies, (and talking about the parts lol) so maybe an ob?  I can see him being a doctor.  Sure.  Good blend of his smarts and his desire to help people.

But maybe his motives aren’t so altruistic…

At dinner, for Charming’s benefit, I asked Engineer what he wanted to be when he grew up.

"I want to be a doctor, so I can call for the nurse when kids come in to get their five year old shots."

Ah.  The truth comes out. 

We saw Santa, it snowed and since we skipped church on Sunday due to inclement weather, we reenacted the nativity.

Santa was not so much of a big hit.   My kids actually really don’t know who he is.  We asked Sugar if she wanted to go and she was like, "uh, sure."  Spider said no until we told her he had candy…

Which is why she is now smiling.

The chickens did not know what to think of the snow.  They’ve been staying in their little house a lot.

Daddy insisted we do something "spiritual" on Sunday.  It was fun anyway.   

The art project today was a gingerbread journal.  The supplies were paper, cookie stickers and a gingerbread man pattern.  I decided to participate with the children because we had extra and I like doing preschool crafts there was nothing better to do.

What resulted is what follows.  I cannot stop laughing at myself and my creation, and yet it porbably isn’t funny to anyone else.

I tried to make her look like she was still looking at the cookie.  Don’t know how well I did.  Am I such a nerd?  Happy Gingergreading! 

Engineer has to catch the kindergarten bus at 8:40 am every morning.  It is an effort most days to get him fed, dressed and out the door, because he takes life at a leisurely pace and I like to sleep in.

I woke up yesterday at 8:35.

Oops.

And of course, the boy was NOT dressed nor had he eaten breakfast.  And he was in no rush to do so.  We have a rule at our house that you eat breakfast and then you get dressed right after.  It would have been the other way around, but the rule was the for the whole family, and I personally like to eat my kix in my jammies so I insisted breakfast first.  Anyway, since Engineer is a RULE FOLLOWER, my asking him to get dressed while I made his breakfast was just plain insanity. 

He cried, protested and yelled at me.  

I put his waffles in a tupperware and he cried harder because he wanted to eat them at home.

Engineer and I were both frustrated, angry, irritated and emotional.  We got out the door and he was sobbing, freaking out because it’s cold and just being stubborn and I was yelling at him to get moving.  I practically drug him up to the bus stop, and left him there crying while my neigbor stood there with her son, thinking the kinds of thoughts you think when you see someone yelling at their kid.  I stomped down the hill without a hug, a kiss or a nice word for my baby.

I got home, sat down, took a minute and started feeling the guilt.

It overwhelmed me to the point that this Mary Kay lady, gathered up her two other children, drove to the school in my pajamas and no makeup to apologize to my six year old son.  Moral of the story?  I should have just let him eat at his own pace and then driven him to school since I ended going up there anyway.

Sheesh. 

"Daddy, could you please get me some pajamas?  It doesn’t matter which ones they are, just get the long sleeved dress one with the kittens on it."

I think this is the cutest!

It’s an interchangeable perfume/lip gloss wand!

It comes with four fragrances and has a gloss on one end.  You can swap out the fragrance.  What a fun thing to keep in your purse!

Love it!