I'm working on a large pile of things to sell off at a yard sale. I'm ready to move out a lot of baby stuff. Not all of it - because that would pretty much guarantee another pregnancy - but enough to make my laundry room have space in it again.
Anyone need anything? Baby clothes, some cloth diapers, toys...
Monday, March 19, 2007
Second on the right, and straight on till morning
Growing up, my dad often asked me to run away to Neverland with him. "let's never grow up" he'd say. In the wisdom of my childhood, I would roll my eyes and say "oh dad, I'm going to grow up and you know it". That statement was often coupled with my doing the oh-so-grown-up foot stamp. I found his request for me to stay the age I currently was to be so ridiculous. Of course I would grow up, of course I wasn't going to stay six (eight, ten, twelve, whatever) for ever, of course there was no such place as Neverland. Silly man.
Yet now I'm the grown up. With a son just on the verge of turning 5. That son just had his skating recital, where he and all the other little preschool boys were dressed as Peter Pan, the king of Neverland. The son who is excited about turning 5, about going to "fronch immersion" as he calls it, who talks about "when I'm a grown up man" and all the things he will do. Now I understand the desire to run away to the place where children don't grow up and there is
always fun to be had.
I wonder what he'd say if I asked him to fly away to Neverland with me....
Yet now I'm the grown up. With a son just on the verge of turning 5. That son just had his skating recital, where he and all the other little preschool boys were dressed as Peter Pan, the king of Neverland. The son who is excited about turning 5, about going to "fronch immersion" as he calls it, who talks about "when I'm a grown up man" and all the things he will do. Now I understand the desire to run away to the place where children don't grow up and there is
always fun to be had.I wonder what he'd say if I asked him to fly away to Neverland with me....
Saturday, March 17, 2007
more on ends and means
Can I just say that seeing someone violate confidentiality in the name of a 'good story' is frustrating. Yes, a funny story is a funny story. There are stories that don't need to be shared though. :/ I don't *want* to hear stuff like that. It just feeds into the gossip junk that I'm trying to avoid - and not always successfully avoid either.
Maybe I should find the backbone to say something. sigh. Maybe I'd feel better about myself then too.
oh, and it's snowing again. bah.
Maybe I should find the backbone to say something. sigh. Maybe I'd feel better about myself then too.
oh, and it's snowing again. bah.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
get me a velour tracksuit...
because that's all I need to round out my new role as "soccer mom". I have the minivan, I carry the coffee mug, and as of tonight, I have the child in soccer.
Signed up the boy for the soccer season tonight. How fun! He's very excited. I just hope the snow melts soon, and the grass dries up, otherwise my clean hands loving little boy will be covered in icky, gooey mud. hee hee.
Signed up the boy for the soccer season tonight. How fun! He's very excited. I just hope the snow melts soon, and the grass dries up, otherwise my clean hands loving little boy will be covered in icky, gooey mud. hee hee.
pms-ing and tense, yet laughing
I have heard so many things today that just made me laugh.
-Norah pulled a pair of gray track pants out of the laundry I was folding. Stuck it on her head and said "I'm an elephant with big floppy ears"
- As N drifted off to sleep today, she started talking about her rain boots and outside "I will make mud with the watering can and make mud and get dirty, dirty, dirty. That be fun"
- overheard at playgroup today "but mom, I'm not picking for nose for fun, I'm working here!"
- My friend B at playgroup's son R's reaction when he saw the leprechaun book for story time "hey that's daddy!" B turned to me and said "ah, it's a fetish thing" I just about wet my pants over that one.
Playgroup was crowded today. Very crowded. Must be another sign of Spring on the way in.
-Norah pulled a pair of gray track pants out of the laundry I was folding. Stuck it on her head and said "I'm an elephant with big floppy ears"
- As N drifted off to sleep today, she started talking about her rain boots and outside "I will make mud with the watering can and make mud and get dirty, dirty, dirty. That be fun"
- overheard at playgroup today "but mom, I'm not picking for nose for fun, I'm working here!"
- My friend B at playgroup's son R's reaction when he saw the leprechaun book for story time "hey that's daddy!" B turned to me and said "ah, it's a fetish thing" I just about wet my pants over that one.
Playgroup was crowded today. Very crowded. Must be another sign of Spring on the way in.
Monday, March 12, 2007
eh, jumped the gun
no, it is NOT warm enough yet for rainboots outside. Yes, it was above 0, but my feet were cold. Isaac was much smarter than his mom, and wore his winter boots. The girls and I had cold feet - especially Norah, who managed to sink hers into the mushy snow and get them stuck.
Had a nice evening. Had the ACW meeting tonight (women's church group thing), and it was much more pleasant than usual. Even more fun than that was my trip to the grocery store on the way there. I ran into 2 families I know, one is a woman I am working on a friendship with. We have a tentative date for walking next week with the kids. The other is a woman I see weekly, as her daughter and Isaac skate and swim together. She gave me the heads up on a birthday party invite coming Isaac's way. I would hope he gets invited to her party - they were holding hands for a good chunk of last week's skating class. :wink
Add in this morning's playdate out at C's place in the country, along with the very ready to give birth A and their girls. A fun phone call with someone who 'gets' a lot of my life too. It's been a very good day. Very nice.
Had a nice evening. Had the ACW meeting tonight (women's church group thing), and it was much more pleasant than usual. Even more fun than that was my trip to the grocery store on the way there. I ran into 2 families I know, one is a woman I am working on a friendship with. We have a tentative date for walking next week with the kids. The other is a woman I see weekly, as her daughter and Isaac skate and swim together. She gave me the heads up on a birthday party invite coming Isaac's way. I would hope he gets invited to her party - they were holding hands for a good chunk of last week's skating class. :wink
Add in this morning's playdate out at C's place in the country, along with the very ready to give birth A and their girls. A fun phone call with someone who 'gets' a lot of my life too. It's been a very good day. Very nice.
do the ends always justify the means?
Well, do they? I don't think so.
Sometimes, decisions that seem like the right thing, aren't. Sometimes, it hurts to be on the wrong side of a bad decision that someone else made. Not that the decision hurt you, per se, but that knowing someone you liked, respected and cared for made such a decision is stinky.
Sometimes, the decision that makes sense isn't the most honorable, noble or ethical decision.
May I remember this when I make choices in the future. Not only do my decisions impact those around me, but my reputation and name as well. Lord, thank you for Your mercy to us, even when we mess up badly.
Sometimes, decisions that seem like the right thing, aren't. Sometimes, it hurts to be on the wrong side of a bad decision that someone else made. Not that the decision hurt you, per se, but that knowing someone you liked, respected and cared for made such a decision is stinky.
Sometimes, the decision that makes sense isn't the most honorable, noble or ethical decision.
May I remember this when I make choices in the future. Not only do my decisions impact those around me, but my reputation and name as well. Lord, thank you for Your mercy to us, even when we mess up badly.
Friday, March 09, 2007
other things to be glad about
Despite spring on its way (we hope!), I'm having a bit of a blah day. So I thought I would list some things that made me happy this past week
- 3 pounds in one week!
- laughing over really silly things our kids said
- all 3 kids napping at the same time on Wednesday (i'm choosing to ignore the near 3 way meltdown at the tail end of our Lenten Lunch that brought about that nap...oh wait, I remembered)
- the blessing of a church member coming by with the unexpected gift of home-sewn spring coats for my kids (the girls match, it's so cute!)
- some great meals this week, all from new to me recipes
- good phone calls
- cranberry pomegranate martinis
- getting to play outside, it's been too long
- 3 pounds in one week!
- laughing over really silly things our kids said
- all 3 kids napping at the same time on Wednesday (i'm choosing to ignore the near 3 way meltdown at the tail end of our Lenten Lunch that brought about that nap...oh wait, I remembered)
- the blessing of a church member coming by with the unexpected gift of home-sewn spring coats for my kids (the girls match, it's so cute!)
- some great meals this week, all from new to me recipes
- good phone calls
- cranberry pomegranate martinis
- getting to play outside, it's been too long
i can see concrete! i can see concrete!
Spring is coming after all!
Today, we topped out at a marvelous +3C and full-on sunshine. The snow is starting to melt during the daytime. The mornings are so much brighter, instead of our dark days of winter 9:30 am sunrise, today I walked to the pool at 7:35 am as the sun rose. The days are also stretching out on the other end, we don't always shut our front blinds before supper. It's nice. And mood-brightening.
The large puddles forming in our local streets show promise as future huge lakes to be waded through in a pair of rainboots and splash pants. As long as this snow melts at a slow pace, we won't be under a few inches of water. There is actually bare concrete in front of our house. I'm so excited. I can't wait to pull our our new wagon and go walking with the kids.
Another side effect of the warming temperatures is that we finally have wet enough snow for a snowman. Well, sort of. It doesn't roll into balls quite well, but we can smoosh it into a big pile. So that's what we did today. Playing in the yard, we smooshed snow and got very, very wet. Nice.
Today, we topped out at a marvelous +3C and full-on sunshine. The snow is starting to melt during the daytime. The mornings are so much brighter, instead of our dark days of winter 9:30 am sunrise, today I walked to the pool at 7:35 am as the sun rose. The days are also stretching out on the other end, we don't always shut our front blinds before supper. It's nice. And mood-brightening.
The large puddles forming in our local streets show promise as future huge lakes to be waded through in a pair of rainboots and splash pants. As long as this snow melts at a slow pace, we won't be under a few inches of water. There is actually bare concrete in front of our house. I'm so excited. I can't wait to pull our our new wagon and go walking with the kids.
Another side effect of the warming temperatures is that we finally have wet enough snow for a snowman. Well, sort of. It doesn't roll into balls quite well, but we can smoosh it into a big pile. So that's what we did today. Playing in the yard, we smooshed snow and got very, very wet. Nice.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
It would seem that my previous post has created some strong reactions. I have currently pulled it. In reading over the post in question, it would seem as though the actual target for my frustration was a little less than clear.
One thing that frustrates me to no end as a mother is the outside pressure to 'get away from your babies'. To wean early, to 'get that kid on a bottle and get your life back'.
Maybe not everyone out there knows, remembers, or cares that I have experience in a less than good nursing relationship. I had to wean my middle child unexpectedly, and rather abruptly and introduce formula. I walked that path, I know it. I still struggle with some of the guilt over that.
And when I had to go through that process, do you know what the main comment from people was in regards to weaning my baby? "Congratulations. Now you can get your life back". No matter HOW I was feeding my baby, I still had a 7 month old child, there was no life to get back. Regardless of how my child received nourishment, I was still there for her, was still holding her close and rocking her to sleep. I didn't understand the attitude about having a break for freedom. I still don't. I don't, and I've had my bad, dark days as a mom. I have no desire to leave my children at this age for a week long trip away, a night of 'partying' at the bar, or leaving a 10 week old overnight 2 hours drive away for a rock concert. I don't understand it at all. I can't understand it.
I truly believe that the best thing we can do for our children is to be attached to them, to show them love and support and care, particularly in the first year to 18 months of life. I believe that daddies play an extremely important role in caring for babies too. I believe that taking the time to lay a strong foundation of love, trust and care is key in maintaining a strong relationship down the road. I believe that this is part of how God wants us to parent. That is the standard I hope to achieve in my home. I choose to show God's love to those around me, and believe that my primary ministry is to the little people in my home who call me "mommy". If I cannot provide my best, and what I believe God's desire is for my best to be to them, how then can I show that to others? If my children don't believe that their father and I love and value them and their needs, how well will they be able to comprehend the unconditional love of God? I know I struggle daily and wrestle mightily with some of the choices that my earthly father made and how that impacts my view of God daily. A legacy I do not ever intend to pass on.
I don't judge others in my heart and write them off for making different choices than I do. I don't. I may judge the actions, but not the person. And yes, there is a huge difference. I may not understand those choices. I don't understand those choices being the mainstream, encouraged way to parent. Why is it applauded for parents to leave their toddlers for a week for a vacation? Why is it applauded for babies to be weaned on our schedule? Why do people tell me I'm 'crazy' for not being able to leave a nursling so I can go out for a night of drinking? (actual reference) Or to hear that I'm 'lame' for doing something so 'boring' as nursing (another conversation I've had). I know judgment, I've been on the receiving end of it. I face it almost daily. I don't understand another's choices because they aren't mine! I make lots of choices other people don't understand either. Heck, I have a green stand mixer - is that everyone's first colour choice? On the other hand, I've also been on the 'other side' of some of the choices I make, and I wouldn't say the grass is any greener.
Children aren't convenient - as witnessed by the number of times I have had to throw out plans for something I wanted to do to take care of a sick child, or had to leave an event earlier than I wanted to in order to make everyone have a successful trip. They just aren't. Children are a blessing, and need to be treated as such. I also know as a mom who is parenting with precious little support outside of my own home, that their father and I are the main people who will show Christ's love to them as they grow. That is a weight I do not take lightly.
In short (or long, as the case may be), I am frustrated that there is so little value placed on motherhood, on the short time our children are babies and need us, on the importance of being the primary person in a small person's life. Don't even get me started on the USA's 6 week maternity leave. The issues I wrestled with in my now pulled post were not about breastfeeding vs. bottlefeeding, it was the lack of support for mothering the way our hearts are led. I know the women I mentioned, and I know that they were encouraged to make the choices they made by their outside support, for reasons that make no sense to me. I may be making choices others can't understand, but I make the ones that God has put on my heart, and I strive to be faithful to His leading in my parenting. That is where I have been led. It is His standard for my life that I try to live up to.
One thing that frustrates me to no end as a mother is the outside pressure to 'get away from your babies'. To wean early, to 'get that kid on a bottle and get your life back'.
Maybe not everyone out there knows, remembers, or cares that I have experience in a less than good nursing relationship. I had to wean my middle child unexpectedly, and rather abruptly and introduce formula. I walked that path, I know it. I still struggle with some of the guilt over that.
And when I had to go through that process, do you know what the main comment from people was in regards to weaning my baby? "Congratulations. Now you can get your life back". No matter HOW I was feeding my baby, I still had a 7 month old child, there was no life to get back. Regardless of how my child received nourishment, I was still there for her, was still holding her close and rocking her to sleep. I didn't understand the attitude about having a break for freedom. I still don't. I don't, and I've had my bad, dark days as a mom. I have no desire to leave my children at this age for a week long trip away, a night of 'partying' at the bar, or leaving a 10 week old overnight 2 hours drive away for a rock concert. I don't understand it at all. I can't understand it.
I truly believe that the best thing we can do for our children is to be attached to them, to show them love and support and care, particularly in the first year to 18 months of life. I believe that daddies play an extremely important role in caring for babies too. I believe that taking the time to lay a strong foundation of love, trust and care is key in maintaining a strong relationship down the road. I believe that this is part of how God wants us to parent. That is the standard I hope to achieve in my home. I choose to show God's love to those around me, and believe that my primary ministry is to the little people in my home who call me "mommy". If I cannot provide my best, and what I believe God's desire is for my best to be to them, how then can I show that to others? If my children don't believe that their father and I love and value them and their needs, how well will they be able to comprehend the unconditional love of God? I know I struggle daily and wrestle mightily with some of the choices that my earthly father made and how that impacts my view of God daily. A legacy I do not ever intend to pass on.
I don't judge others in my heart and write them off for making different choices than I do. I don't. I may judge the actions, but not the person. And yes, there is a huge difference. I may not understand those choices. I don't understand those choices being the mainstream, encouraged way to parent. Why is it applauded for parents to leave their toddlers for a week for a vacation? Why is it applauded for babies to be weaned on our schedule? Why do people tell me I'm 'crazy' for not being able to leave a nursling so I can go out for a night of drinking? (actual reference) Or to hear that I'm 'lame' for doing something so 'boring' as nursing (another conversation I've had). I know judgment, I've been on the receiving end of it. I face it almost daily. I don't understand another's choices because they aren't mine! I make lots of choices other people don't understand either. Heck, I have a green stand mixer - is that everyone's first colour choice? On the other hand, I've also been on the 'other side' of some of the choices I make, and I wouldn't say the grass is any greener.
Children aren't convenient - as witnessed by the number of times I have had to throw out plans for something I wanted to do to take care of a sick child, or had to leave an event earlier than I wanted to in order to make everyone have a successful trip. They just aren't. Children are a blessing, and need to be treated as such. I also know as a mom who is parenting with precious little support outside of my own home, that their father and I are the main people who will show Christ's love to them as they grow. That is a weight I do not take lightly.
In short (or long, as the case may be), I am frustrated that there is so little value placed on motherhood, on the short time our children are babies and need us, on the importance of being the primary person in a small person's life. Don't even get me started on the USA's 6 week maternity leave. The issues I wrestled with in my now pulled post were not about breastfeeding vs. bottlefeeding, it was the lack of support for mothering the way our hearts are led. I know the women I mentioned, and I know that they were encouraged to make the choices they made by their outside support, for reasons that make no sense to me. I may be making choices others can't understand, but I make the ones that God has put on my heart, and I strive to be faithful to His leading in my parenting. That is where I have been led. It is His standard for my life that I try to live up to.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
almost back to 2
One of the nights I was at my mom's place, I ended up putting Ruby down on Norah's mattress. I brought N's bed mattress along (it's small-ish and foam), because she is too big for the pack and play. N was in the big bed, and I wasn't prepared to put them in bed together without me being there.
Well, got the shock of my life that she slept from 9 to 2:30. Nice!
So, we're working on the big transition out of our bed now.
Of all 3, R has been the easiest to co-sleep with. She's the least kicky and tossy-turvy of the kids, even though she is prone to spread eagle bed takeovers. We've resisted the big move out because N isn't always asleep when R conks out at night, and I don't like the idea of them waking each other up yet. Yet, if we all get more sleep, it could be a good thing.
I guess that pretty crib my dad bought before Isaac was born should at least get used a few times before R outgrows it!
Well, got the shock of my life that she slept from 9 to 2:30. Nice!
So, we're working on the big transition out of our bed now.
Of all 3, R has been the easiest to co-sleep with. She's the least kicky and tossy-turvy of the kids, even though she is prone to spread eagle bed takeovers. We've resisted the big move out because N isn't always asleep when R conks out at night, and I don't like the idea of them waking each other up yet. Yet, if we all get more sleep, it could be a good thing.
I guess that pretty crib my dad bought before Isaac was born should at least get used a few times before R outgrows it!
Monday, February 26, 2007
woo hoo! a party last night! As snow (and a very, very long work day for Rob) kept us at my mother's for an extra night, I got to join in on my mom's Oscar party. I played bartender for her and her 3 friends. Pomegranate martinis, served with yummy appies. I was a much more successful bartender than my last attempt, years ago...
It was great meeting my mom's friends, her three pals in town. They meet at least twice a week for coffee, church, and laughs. I'm so happy she is finding a home in her new place.
Also, mildly jealous, but that's another post. I was thrilled to come home to some long distance phone messages. People *do* like me!
It was great meeting my mom's friends, her three pals in town. They meet at least twice a week for coffee, church, and laughs. I'm so happy she is finding a home in her new place.
Also, mildly jealous, but that's another post. I was thrilled to come home to some long distance phone messages. People *do* like me!
Friday, February 23, 2007
blah
I'm in Saskatoon. I really, really miss living in a city. I'm a town girl.
I miss having places to go, things to do, the possibility of friends...
I miss it a lot, and I'm tired and I'm sad.
I miss having places to go, things to do, the possibility of friends...
I miss it a lot, and I'm tired and I'm sad.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Valentine's Day
We are not terribly sentimental in our household. Which is sometimes a loss, but not a big one today.
Isaac went to preschool with homemade cookies, filled with Hershey's Hugs. Ready to distribute to the class. Rob got a home cooked meal...ok, not that shocking, since he gets one every night, but I did a balsamic/red wine glazed steak that was rather lovely. I got a card and a bunch of tulips. I'm happy. Much as I love the idea of being romanced and plied with fancy gifts, it's currently not in the budget, flowers in this town are lacking in selection, I don't really wear jewelry, and I'm not eating chocolate (except for the leftover Hugs I scarfed down today *blush*).
Actually, what seems even more romantic than fancy meals and gifts is the little things. A kitchen tidied up after supper. Kids bathed and readied for bed while I'm out. Plugging in my van for me while I get to stay warm. Doing all the laundry, except for folding. My husband may not be the poster boy for romance, in the traditional sense...but he is a prize I wouldn't trade for anything. No way.
I thank God for my husband daily, for the blessing he is in my life, the father he is to our children, and the wonderful friend and love that he is to me.
Isaac went to preschool with homemade cookies, filled with Hershey's Hugs. Ready to distribute to the class. Rob got a home cooked meal...ok, not that shocking, since he gets one every night, but I did a balsamic/red wine glazed steak that was rather lovely. I got a card and a bunch of tulips. I'm happy. Much as I love the idea of being romanced and plied with fancy gifts, it's currently not in the budget, flowers in this town are lacking in selection, I don't really wear jewelry, and I'm not eating chocolate (except for the leftover Hugs I scarfed down today *blush*).
Actually, what seems even more romantic than fancy meals and gifts is the little things. A kitchen tidied up after supper. Kids bathed and readied for bed while I'm out. Plugging in my van for me while I get to stay warm. Doing all the laundry, except for folding. My husband may not be the poster boy for romance, in the traditional sense...but he is a prize I wouldn't trade for anything. No way.
I thank God for my husband daily, for the blessing he is in my life, the father he is to our children, and the wonderful friend and love that he is to me.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
2 years
Just for the record - we had our 2 year anniversary of arriving here in town this past Tuesday.
It's been a really fast, yet terribly, terribly slow 2 years.
It's been a really fast, yet terribly, terribly slow 2 years.
copied from a thread on GCM I wrote
took the kids to playgroup today. We were all thrilled to be (finally) out of the house. It was packed, and the room was set up differently. But that didn't stop me, oh no. The older 2 were up front for story and song time, and Boo was playing at the table area, where we do crafts after song and story. She was climbing up and down on to the chair, and up and down. I was chatting quietly to one of my mommy buddies, when Boo leaned over and fell head first towards the tile over concrete floor. There was a collective gasp from all the moms around me as my youngest dropped face down.
I simply reached down and grabbed her by the pants and managed to stop her mid-fall...with less than an inch of room between her head and the floor.
She cried for all of 10 seconds from the fright of it all.
I am Supermom. I have cat-like reflexes. She was fine.
I, however, could have used some more coffee and a new pair of underpants.
***Rob took Isaac for a haircut yesterday, and his hairstylist told him how amazed she was to watch the above take place. She was very impressed by my reflexes and how calm I was through the whole thing. :)***
I simply reached down and grabbed her by the pants and managed to stop her mid-fall...with less than an inch of room between her head and the floor.
She cried for all of 10 seconds from the fright of it all.
I am Supermom. I have cat-like reflexes. She was fine.
I, however, could have used some more coffee and a new pair of underpants.
***Rob took Isaac for a haircut yesterday, and his hairstylist told him how amazed she was to watch the above take place. She was very impressed by my reflexes and how calm I was through the whole thing. :)***
Sunday, February 04, 2007
my new blog
I just started up a new blog. I joined an 'underground' WW group, and decided to start a blog to post recipes and tips on. If you are a fellow WW, and want to join in, let me know. I can add you as an author and we can share recipes that are yummy and that our kids/husbands like. :)
www.renegadeww.blogspot.com
www.renegadeww.blogspot.com
blah
I'm sick today. Went to bed last night, and realised I couldn't get warm. Used an extra blanket and my bathrobe to keep warm and was still shivering. Very achy today and nauseous. No fun. At least Rob's second service is cancelled today, so I can veg out a bit.
I had a double playdate this past week. 2 women over with their kids. We had 7 kids under age 5 in the house. Wild, but lots of fun. That was a good thing. Still not sure if I'm going to end up liking it here or not though. :/ Isaac's skating lesson wasn't as fun in the 'adult interaction' category. Blah.
So, I didn't go to church today. I think I need a nap, but I probably won't get one. I hope this being sick thing passes quickly.
I think we are going to do something fun on Friday. Rob has been working through some of his days off lately, and we just haven't had any fun Fridays in some time. So we may be road tripping somewhere this Friday. I need to get out of town. Heck, I need to get out of the house. These cold days make me want to stay inside, but the kids are getting a bit stir crazy. Don't blame them. I'm hoping it gets milder soon, so we can go sledding or play in the yard again. It's just too cold right now.
I had a double playdate this past week. 2 women over with their kids. We had 7 kids under age 5 in the house. Wild, but lots of fun. That was a good thing. Still not sure if I'm going to end up liking it here or not though. :/ Isaac's skating lesson wasn't as fun in the 'adult interaction' category. Blah.
So, I didn't go to church today. I think I need a nap, but I probably won't get one. I hope this being sick thing passes quickly.
I think we are going to do something fun on Friday. Rob has been working through some of his days off lately, and we just haven't had any fun Fridays in some time. So we may be road tripping somewhere this Friday. I need to get out of town. Heck, I need to get out of the house. These cold days make me want to stay inside, but the kids are getting a bit stir crazy. Don't blame them. I'm hoping it gets milder soon, so we can go sledding or play in the yard again. It's just too cold right now.
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