Happy Monday! It finally feels like a Michigan winter. We have snow and cold, cold temps. We’re still pulling ourselves out of the holiday fog over here, and have to get back to reality tomorrow. Preschool, errands, work. I’m proud of myself for actually grocery shopping Saturday night and having legitimate dinners for my family after weeks of leftovers and eating out. The pulled pork I have in the crock pot smells so good, I can’t wait to eat it.
My tiny humans were so psyched to see the snow falling the past couple days, and then when it really started sticking today, they were overjoyed. I love watching their little faces when they look out the window. And hearing Emmy squeal “look mama!” when she notices the snow fall.
We didn’t get a ton of snow, but it was enough for them to get some snow activities in.
Emmy was so ready to go outside. I think she was channeling her inner Elsa. Elijah took a little more convincing…he didn’t want to leave his Rescue Bots.
But then he warmed up. He though his new Sorel boots were hilarious. So, Grandma, even though he said “No, Thank You” when he opened them on Christmas Eve Eve, he appreciates his silly boots now.
“Who wants to eat some snow!?!”
She wanted to love the sled. But she couldn’t even sit herself up, or really move her arms…
Poor thing. She was trying to go down the slide and then she fell and couldn’t get up. And I thought it was hilarious and took a picture. Because I’m a jerk. So RJ helped her, because he is the nice parent.
Elijah is a snow angel expert.
Miss Emaline needed some help from her daddy.
I know that Eli was glad we persuaded him to come out with us. Just look at his smile.
I’m going to try to be more intentional about enjoying the little moments with my wild toddlers. Because they are only little for so long.