Wednesday it snowed even more. Where I live, if you don't have a tractor or the proper attachment to your four-wheeler or lawn mower - good luck getting anywhere. We don't have either, so Eric and I weren't able to get out of our driveway. So what does that mean??? SNOW DAY!! YIPPEE!!
Patrick was too excited and begged to go outside. The mean mom that I am made him clean his room first. I've never seen him clean so fast. Note to self...check under the bed....and in the closet...I took the boys out while Eric stayed inside to clean. He doesn't care to be outdoors in cold weather unless it involves hunting, guns..or hunting with guns. About ten minutes into playing Quintin gave up went inside for a nap. Then Wyatt peed in his pants, but that didn't stop him from sledding. We ended our romp in the snow earlier than anticipated so we could wash Wyatt's snow pants.
I'm sure anyone living in warmer parts of the world are thinking I'm nuts. Well, I am and it runs in the family. My little, but WAY bigger than me brother (a/k/a little big brother), Jamie, called and wanted to know if the boys could play. After nap time he came over dressed and ready to play in the snow. I did warn him that Tank turns into a crack-head when he's put into a snowy environment. I don't think he believed me.
Patrick was too excited and begged to go outside. The mean mom that I am made him clean his room first. I've never seen him clean so fast. Note to self...check under the bed....and in the closet...I took the boys out while Eric stayed inside to clean. He doesn't care to be outdoors in cold weather unless it involves hunting, guns..or hunting with guns. About ten minutes into playing Quintin gave up went inside for a nap. Then Wyatt peed in his pants, but that didn't stop him from sledding. We ended our romp in the snow earlier than anticipated so we could wash Wyatt's snow pants.
I'm sure anyone living in warmer parts of the world are thinking I'm nuts. Well, I am and it runs in the family. My little, but WAY bigger than me brother (a/k/a little big brother), Jamie, called and wanted to know if the boys could play. After nap time he came over dressed and ready to play in the snow. I did warn him that Tank turns into a crack-head when he's put into a snowy environment. I don't think he believed me.
I'm was thinking Quintin was smiling in this picture, but as I looked closer I think maybe Uncle Jamie scared the crap out of him...I'm not sure..
Nice hat Jamie...Watch out ladies...he's single...
Look!! I do come out from behind the camera!!
Quintin and I sledding. You see Crackhead to your left?? He's getting ready to attack the sled.
Yeah!! We did it!!
Jamie just didn't understand why all of the kids wanted to swing? He kept trying to coax the boys to go back to the hill and sled.
Coaxing didn't work, they just went down the slide instead. Hello!?!? The slide is much faster with snow on it Uncle Jamie!
Here's "Mean & Conniving Uncle Jamie"....
That snowball is bigger than his head...Jamie is picking out his target...
At this point, Patrick and I were yelling at Wyatt to RUN!! Let's see if Uncle Jamie can hit a moving target...
Man...I don't know what was more mean...Uncle Jamie throwing a ginormous snowball on Wyatt or me taking pictures and laughing...Poor baby didn't have a chance...
After JAMIE'S Snowball fight, we decided that we'd go inside and drink some hot coco and watch a movie.
Jamie didn't realize that I caught him napping in Eric's throne..none-the-less nobody had any hot chocolate and they slept through almost 1/4 of the movie, Hancock.
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