|My lips are frozen to my teeth.|
|Aberlee snickering at the Birds, out in the cold, |
fighting for their lives.
|Brody Wondering if I'm ever Getting him Those Doggy Snow Booties He saw at Petco.|
The kids were out sledding with their uncle when the good news came in. Like Pirates, hanging off of a ship's mast, challenging the Gods of the storm they began to gear up for the weather. Immediately after I notified them, they went for pizza, stopped to buy hot chocolate mix, rented movies and began the cackling. If my (almost) 14 year old son hadn't shoveled the whole driveway without prompting (from today's catastrophic snow load), and my 16 year old hadn't washed her own laundry (with only minor threats made on my part to throw in some of her 11 year old sister's stuff as well) I would be far less enthused about tomorrow...but something has me looking forward to the storm...and the extra time with the fam before my schooling begins again...I hope they remembered the marshmallows!