This morning at 6:24 I received a phone call: School was canceled due to inclement weather. Now you have to understand, one of the very best things about a snow day is sleeping in. Since I don't wake up until around 7:00 that means I got up 30 minutes early.
I wasn't optimistic after the start of the day, but I actually got a homemade mocha and a shower (yes Brandy I do shower sometimes) before the kids ever got up. The girls and Ryan found a cute Christmas movie to watch and I decided to take advantage of my free time and clean out my bathroom. Its a catch-all for everything since its so big. Later Ross came to find me and when he came in he announced: "Am I in the right room?"
I almost slapped him but then I'd have to blog about it and DFS would probably show up.
Okay, I admit that it looked much better than it did the day before. I'm so tired of all the mess I decided to start here and work my way out. My bathroom is now a black hole of cleanliness and the organized, neat, picked upedness is spreading out and sucking all the clutter in.
I started working on my bedroom and that was the end of that for the day. The movie was over.
While the babies took their late naps the girls and I made Gingerbread Men. I made the dough, rolled it out, cut out the cookie and baked them. The girls, of course, wanted to help decorate. I was feeling like the Little Red Hen. I loved that story when I was little. It seemed so just that the Hen didn't share after having to do all the work. I never understood why all those animals didn't help her. Then I had kids. So why do I still share? Because I'm a push over. And a mom. Just call me Pushover Mom.
I baked about 40 Gingerbread men and the girls decorated this many, minus a few that were consumed, and then they were done. I still have about 30 cookies left to decorate. You can see they started elaborately and then were pretty much bare bones-- eyes and a mouth. Hey, Club Penguin was calling!
In the meantime, I found a nice surprise in the living room.
Someone, and I don't know which Terror Twin it was, but someone wrote on my ottoman with black Sharpie. I took both of them to the chair and pointed to it and said "No! No!" Yeah, like that's going to do any good, but it made me feel better.
After more Club Penguin, Webkinz web site and Disney channel than anyone should be forced to endure, I told the girls it was time to do something without electricity. Well, they could use the electric lights overhead, but nothing electronic. They got out these beaded ornament kits I got at Walmart the other night in the fun life experience. While sitting there I looked up and saw this:
My curtain rod is coming out of the wall and I'm pretty sure I know who did it, and it wasn't a Terror Twin. It was Ross. Earlier in the day, for some bizarre reason, he thought it would be fun to wrap himself up in the curtain. That's 2 strikes Ross. One more and your out!
The ornaments took longer to make than I expected so we ate dinner at the island. As I was cleaning up the kitchen when we were done I found this:
Emma's new favorite activity is to climb onto the kitchen table. She pulls out the chairs, takes off the cushion and climbs up. Of course, this was particularly bad considering all the sorted beads on the table. Not to mention the falling off and landing on her head, but the mixing of the sorted beads would obviously be much worse.
Even with all the adventure, it was still a pretty good day and there was one more bright spot-- I received my package from Debi's giveaway at The Journey Ahead and I have a nice clean bathroom to put it in! Thanks Debi!!! Be sure to head over there and enter her giveaways. She's giving something away everyday until Christmas!
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