My Faith and Joy… and Boys!

All overheard over the monitor during the boys’ naptime:

Jimmy: “Danny Cole, get back in bed!  I’m the big brother!”

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Jimmy: “Danny, how you doin’?”

Danny: “I’m sleepin.”

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Jimmy: “Daaaaannnnyyy, I’m going to take your picture!  Say cheese!  I’ll give you a cat treat if you say cheese!”

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Jimmy: “That’s hu-normous.  That’s a real word.”

Me: “No, it’s either humungous or enormous.”

Jimmy: “Enormous?  That doesn’t make any sense.  It just means a bag of peanuts.”

(I know.  I don’t get it, either)

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Me, scolding Jimmy for picking up a bag that didn’t belong to him: “Jimmy, leave that be.”

Jimmy: “You mean bag, not bee.”

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Jimmy, happily grabbing handfuls of tortilla chips out of a bowl: “Chips cheer me up.”

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Danny was contentedly humming to himself while eating dessert.  I said, “I hear some happy noises in there.”  Danny looked at his half-eaten Oreo in confusion, then looked at me like I was crazy.  He pointed to the cookie and said, “There no happy noises in there!”

As the kids were going to bed Monday night, Susie informed me that she was eagerly anticipating waking up to so much snow that she’d be able to create a system of tunnels to her very own self-built ice castle.  Well, she woke up the next morning, looked outside, and realized she was going to be a tad short on building materials.  She settled for snow angels instead:

The storm that was labeled “crippling and potentially historic” only spit a few inches of snow in our direction.  Others in Connecticut and Massachusetts ended up with the full brunt of the expected snowfall, and while my husband looked longingly at the pictures of their enormous snowdrifts, I was happy with our little shin-height powder!  In fact, it really was a perfect snow day – we were all at home together and simply played games, did crafts and took turns bundling up to brave the icy winds outside.  And I was able to enjoy it even more because I had done all my cleaning, shopping, cooking and laundry ahead of time in case we lost power for a few days.  Hooray for overhyped, underperforming storms!

OK.  So we’re supposed to get some SERIOUS snow tomorrow night.  I’m hoping and praying the weathermen are exaggerating about the whole 2-3 feet accumulation thing, but I guess time will tell.  I’m having some apocalyptic-type visions of being stuck in a powerless house with only bagels and Goldfish crackers to feed my family…but I guess the kids would actually be quite happy with that arrangement.  ;) 

So before we get buried up to our knees (or up to Danny’s nose) in the white stuff, I’ll post a few pictures of a not-very-exciting snowfall we had a while back.  Actually, it was very exciting for the kiddos – they were just thrilled they got to put on their snow gear and roll around outside.  The girls had grand aspirations of creating snowmen, but with the consistency of the snow, they had to get a little creative: 

And here’s Jimmy doing the best snow angel he could, given the shallow depth!

I had seen the idea to bring out sand toys so kids could play in the snow.  And it would have worked great – if it wasn’t so cold that the kids needed mittens!  They couldn’t really manipulate shovels and buckets too well when their little hands were finger-less.  But they enjoyed trying!