Of course Liz has a shirt for the occasion. She was a really good listener today (which is shocking) and a really good helper.
The kids and I made Peanut-Butter Blossoms. Santa, and Dad's, favorite. The kids helped to mix the ingredients and role the balls and then role them in sugar. The kitchen was covered in sugar, but, who cares, I had all day to vaccuum.
Rollin' away.
Sugar, sugar, sugar.
Then yummy, yummy, yummy.
They were delicious cookies.
It wouldn't be a snow day if you didn't get bundled up to go out and play. For the first time the kids didn't really care if I went, so I didn't (I need new snowpants). I putzed in the kitchen and watched from the window while my two big kids played in the snow. I have waited so long to get here and it was great! (BTW - Don't you like Pat's pink gloves. Liz has three pairs of gloves and Pat only had one. They got a hole and had to be tossed. And those I think were hand me downs. I should start buying for him like I do Liz :)
The snow on the deck was deep and entertaining for a while. I thought the adventure would be cut short when they each kicked snow in the others face, but a good "I'm sorry" and wipe down with a towel from Mom and they were right back to playing.
Down the slide, into the snow. Deep snow. Always fun!
I was so pleased that Patrick and Elizabeth were playing so nicely together. Patrick told me at bedtime they were pretending they found this house in Antarctica and had to get warm. Then they lost the house and had to dig snow caves.
They lasted almost an hour before they came in to defrost their noses, have a cookie and some hot cocoa. Patrick was looking to go out again when Dad came home, to help him do the driveway, but all his gear was still so wet. I dare not say it outloud, but you can imagine what I am wishing for tomorrow!
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