Dance Praise--one of the many ways to stay entertained during the deep freeze
All 3 boys playing trucks--the day is coming when all 3 won't be doing this anymore :(
Even Ginger hung out inside to stay warm :)
Venturing out to play in the snow as soon as the warm-up began!One casualty of this harsh, cold weather is Kaleb's face. He's had a sore in the corner of his mouth for 2 weeks, making it very difficult for him to open his mouth wide enough to eat. It looked pretty yucky too, which made Kaleb self-conscious at school. Nothing I tried would make it go away. Desperate to figure out what I was dealing with, I googled it. Turns out he has angular cheillitis. Huh? Since finding out what it was 2 days ago, I've known how to treat it and the sore is all but gone. YAYYY!!!! Oh, the things we take for granted. Like being able to open our mouths. :)
Our favorite fruit this winter is the cutie. Officially they're called clementines, small oranges no bigger than a tennis ball. But our brand of clementines come labeled as "cuties," so that's what they are. :) The skin is so easy to peel that Aaron can do it all by himself. He and Braylen each have one per day, and sometimes more than that. Kaleb detests them. Oh well--2 out of 3's not bad! Aaron even collects the stickers on the fruit, since they each say something cute and different. Sometimes it's the little things that get us through our day, isn't it?
Aaron and his little cutie
Speaking of getting through the day. . .today is Wednesday. Wednesdays are days I survive, and rarely enjoy. Today was no exception. A full day of rushing here and there, throwing supper on the table only to rush out the door again. Sigh. It's by far my least favorite day of the week. Even Aaron told me today was a bad day for him. He's been in a funk ever since I picked him up from preschool. Time for me to celebrate that today is over and done with. :)
2 funnies from yesterday to hopefully brighten up this post.
Braylen called me from school yesterday to ask me to bring him. . .new pants. Why? He happened to spill his milk all over himself at lunch, making it look like he wet his pants. Backing out of the garage to bring him clean pants, I tore my side mirror off my mini-van--not funny! But taking his pants to him and putting them on his desk brought a smile to my face. Why? There were only a few kids in the classroom at the time, and none of them knew why Braylen needed new pants. (He was still out at lunch recess.) I left the room hearing whispers of, "Why does Braylen need new pants?" As I passed Braylen in the hall, I told him his pants were on his desk. Ha ha ha! Now, before you think I was mean to my son, you have to realize how much Braylen loves this kind of attention. He hammed it up, exaggerating his embarrassment but clearly loving every minute of it. I could NEVER do that to Kaleb, but I take great delight in doing it to Braylen. He only has 1.5 years left in this elementary school utopia, and I'm loving every minute of it.
Aaron and I carried on a conversation like this at lunch:
A: Remember when I got stung by a bee? That bee died after it stung me--ha! And it didn't go to heaven when it died. Ha! It went to hell!
Me: I laughed. :)
A: What's above heaven? Is anything higher than it?
Me: I don't know Aaron. . .
A: Does heaven have a ceiling?
How do you answer that? Again, I told him I didn't know. Then he asked me for something else to eat and that was that. I love the occasional glimpse he gives me of what goes on in that head of his. And I'm REALLY glad that tomorrow is Thursday. :)
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Happy Thursday! p.s. Tag you're it.
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