The time for snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas ...

While I am a fan of the white Christmas thing, I am NOT a fan of driving in 'near emergency' road conditions in order to go to a meeting for a fundraising event. Leave the house, all is merry and bright . .then 3 miles down the road . .. slushy, slippery, icky gooey . .. just plain yuck!
Then, after marathon meeting . . with children who although remain rather well behaved, have bumped around under table, hit their heads, sung exceedingly loud and just been their normal goofy selves are totally sick and tired of being at said meeting and 'just sitting there' ... go out to car to brush over 2 inches of wet, oooey, gooey, slush snow type crap off of car.
Have trouble backing up because I am unable to convince husband (who rarely drives said car) to get snow tires, have trouble pulling out of sloped parking lot (double ugh) and still need to go to grocery store. Make it through that lovely place with only 2 floor cleaning incidents - meaning one child or the other decided to plop self on floor therefore transferring floor dirt to said child's coat, pants and most likely at some point into their mouth, because even 6-year-olds still lick everything!
One of said incidents involved both children on floor at register *I give up and we only went in for 5 things!!* wrestling, with daughter squishing son and an store employee walking past giggling and asking lovely children of mine if they were practicing making snow angels.
It's January 2nd and I have officially already won the mom who gives a rip if her children are dirty, laying on the floor being total dorks award. Yipppeeeee for me!!

After grocery store adventure, we get the drive home adventure. 45mph max on the highway - my idea of a super fun time, let me tell ya! Make it home without slipping off the road - phew, some other people apparently didn't see the slushie crap on the road and were no longer on said road.

Now I must remind myself why snow isn't always that bad . .and skiing is not a factor, could care less about that sport - hurtling down the side of a mountain with to sticks on my frozen feet, well, no appealing to me. I peeked through the photos from this winter break so far and found this one - our giant snowman (hubby had to stand on a chair to put his head on) and the sweet smiles of the dirty, floor crusted children!Then there is the recently discovered by floor cleaning kiddos sport of snow dodging! Let's see if Daddy can hit us with the foot of snow he is shoveling off the roof.
I wonder if Sarah Palin did this she could hit Russia with the snow? Oh, naughty, but I could not resist that one.
Happy snow day!!

Soccer fun!

Yesterday the family got to take our little guy to his first soccer game! Oh, my! I was so fun and the kids really enjoyed themselves. They are amazing little athletes and just kept going!
The team has kids from 4 to 6 years old, the one 4-year-old was very much no into playing, though. She was off doing her own thing - I really don't blame her at all, all those kids running around crazy. Our 4 year old thought it looked interesting, but she said she was not ready to play.
"Next time it will be fun, Mom" Translation, I'll do it next year, after my brother tells me how fun it is and talks it up for a whole year.
She is waiting for T-ball, though. Really excited! And so is he, finally getting them into wanting to do organized sports. Didn't push before now because we really think that they should just be able to play around and enjoy running and jumping and being silly before organizing games. We play our own versions of those type of games and teach them to bat and throw, but nothing major and if it only lasts 3 minutes, then, so be it . . . they tried for a bit and they can try again another time. Encourage the fun, not the getting it done the right way.
Ah, there I go getting all preachy sounding, didn't mean to. Just how we do things and how they have fun. A benefit of living in the boonies and having room to really run and play, too. can't do that as easily if you live in the city.
The little guy seemed to really like it, but we need to work on focusing this week - -he's out on the field posing like a rock star and watching the airplanes and birds, not the bright pink ball! Haha. He sure can run, though. Stopping .. .well, not so fast. LOL!
And boy was he tired after. Took a nap from 6:30 to 8 and was still asleep by 9pm (a bit later then normal fora school night, but he needed to eat and do stories before bed since he crashed basically in the middle of dinner.

Here's to soccer and cute little kiddos having tons of fun!

Icky girls

One of those too funny kid moments. Driving in the car 4-year-old daughter says she wants to be older than her brother, I told her that it's nice to have an older brother so if boys are bugging her when she gets older that her brother will take care of them. I said to son, 'you'll just tell those punks to leave your sister alone, won't you?!', to which I get gales of laughter from both, since mommy does not normally say things like that.
Then silly mommy proceeds to say to daughter, when you get older you'll be able to tell your brother which girls to stay away from. *thinking, oh, crap . .. why did I just say THAT!*
And then I get asked 'what girls would I want to stay away from mommy?'
'Um, icky girls,' replies mom who should have kept her mouth shut! OMG!
To which smart little girl in her car seat says, 'Yeah, the icky girls. You know icky girls are the ones who don't take a bath-tub when their mommies tell them to.'
To which mommy replies with gales of laughter! I least I am saved from explaining what I really meant.