Snow Day

Miles and Weston enjoyed their first official snow day from "school".  Here's what life looked like at our house on Wednesday around 12:30pm:

And here's what we woke up to on Thursday morning:

In total, about 12 inches.  Maybe more, maybe less.  Depends on which part of town you're referencing.  All around, though, trees are broken and people were irritated.  We do live in Minnesota, folks!  It happens.  There are lots of ginormous snowmen scattered about, too.  People complain about the snow but then go play in it.  Might as well!

I scheduled today off from work so that I could go to the dentist, get my haircut, and run a variety of errands that needed to be done weeks ago.  As has been the case all winter (and now spring) long, every time I take a vacation day it gets hijacked by mother nature or one of the boys.  It's great that snow and strep have made for lots of good snuggle time at home, but seriously.  When is a mama supposed to get groomed and shop?

Daddy made it to work somehow and the rest of us hunkered down at home.  Our dear neighbor came over mid-morning on his tractor snow machine to help get the plowing started.  The boys appreciated the entertainment.  Part way through the show, Weston broke out into tears because he wanted to go help Ron. Isn't that sweet?  He was begging, "I go help him!  I go help him!"  As Grandpa Dave said, wouldn't it be nice if we all had that attitude?  Most definitely.

 The newly carved path in the driveway allowed us to more easily get outside and assess the situation. This wasn't light, fluffy stuff that had fallen.  It was wet and heavy! 

Weston was still in the helping mood and did the best he could with the shovel he had available...his real snow shovel is already put away for the winter.  Next year we'll keep it out 'til June.

Then we made some cookies for Ron.

Nap time rolled around shortly thereafter.  I was the monkey in the middle with the brown pillow.  My favorite place to be when it comes to napping with the boys!  Notice they are facing different directions (with mommy's spot planted in the middle).  That's so they'll actually sleep.

We made a pit stop at Sara's house for my haircut, then Miles and I scooted off to our dental appointments.  By that time life in Owatonna was straightening out and haircuts and teeth cleaning could resume.  No pictures to show for it, though.

And finally, we ended the night with a little pedicure action...these boys sure know how to pamper their mommy!  I'm a lucky lady.  No better way to spend a snow day than with these little brothers!

He is a good boy....

Tonight while snuggling in bed, Miles said, "Mama, Weston is a good boy.  But he's really irritating." 

Guess what?  He's right!  Westy is most definitely a good....but really irritating....little bro.  We say that with deep love and affection for the little twerp, of course :-)

Weston's primary offense is the fact that he does not stop talking.  Ever.  It fires up early in the morning and doesn't stop until nearly all of us have fallen asleep at night.  His cuteness is what saves him.  The most popular line we hear lately is "that's not fair to me."  What Miles doesn't realize is that he taught his little brother to say nearly everything that comes out of that 2 1/2 year old mouth.  Monkey see, Monkey do.  Monkey hear, monkey say.  What goes around, comes around.

Miles is playing soccer this Spring and after 3 practices it's proving to be an exhausting sport for mama and daddy...Miles loves the game and is having fun, but Tanner and I are having a hard time keeping up with Weston on the sidelines.  The kid is CrAzY.  Here he is yelling at the water bottle.  Why?  Well...why not?!

Here is our soccer champ!

If you squint, you can see him (#3) with his team as the sun sets over Otown.

Daddy went golfing at the OCC tonight -- it was a beautiful evening and he wanted to play while the playing was good.  Our weather forecast isn't looking so hot for the rest of the week (snow).  Booooo.  Miles suggested we make the most of a lovely Tuesday night by getting ice cream at the Blast.  Okay! 

It was Dirt & Worms for everyone.

We're looking forward to getting through this last blast of winter weather so we can get on with Spring.  There's lots of soccer to play and ice cream to eat.  And who am I kidding...lots of trouble to cause!

jelly beaned out

Too. Much. Candy.

It was a super fun Easter weekend in St. Peter for all 6 little bunnies!  So much fun, in fact, that at least 2 out of the 6 are still wide awake and giggling (loudly) in their little bunny bunk beds.  I'm pretty sure the other 4 bunnies had a similar end to their bunny day....but for the sake of their bunny mommies and daddies, I hope not.

We'll leave it to the Grandma bunny to share most of the action via her blog (mostly because 99.9% of the 187 bunny pictures are on her bunny camera).  But here's a taste --

And bunny tails continued to wag...errrr...wiggle long after arriving home, as Ralph the Easter Bunny baskets of goodies in Otown!

 Happy Easter -- and happy start to April!