Sledding when you are "Snowed In"

Although the weather was warmer yesterday and today, my husband, knowing how I am with ice on the roads, gave me strict instructions to not be driving about until the weekend when temperatures are a bit above freezing. He even was willing to take some time from his day to take me to Target to get necessities (diapers!). And so I've begrudgingly stayed inside-- although the free drink from Starbucks almost got me to walk to the nearby coffee shop.

Not a B1G1, or a 50% off mind you, but an absolutely, no strings attached kind of free... oh the trajesty. I made a homemade cup of hot cocoa to make up for it. Not quite the caramel flan they were advertising, but still yummy.

The boys continue to go insane indoors. And my patience continues to be sanded down to a thin veneer. With some patches here and there. And I dream about sending them to school. And then realize I'm in it for the long haul. One more reason to stick around here so I can ship them off to Oakdale...

And I continue to be convicted read Families where Grace is in Place. Very good. Wonder what I must've looked like that Andrea gave me a copy... probably just a mom who is constantly praying for God's grace and mercy throughout the day. :) I keep wondering why my next blogger book hasn't come in yet-- I figure God's wanting me to get through this one first, albeit a couple pages at a time.

What does any of that have to do with the title?

Oh, nothing.

Thanks for allowing me to have some therapeutic journaling.

As for the pictures below, thankfully they were performed while there was an orthopedic surgeon "in house". ;)

Feeling convicted about their lack of exercise, I mostly scolded to not make any holes in the walls-- don't need any more fix-ups before we sell. Aiden didn't really ever slide down except on his rump. He used to be the more adventurous. Not sure if he is mellowing out, or just a bit wiser in some areas. He was, however, more then happy to give his brother a push and laugh hysterically the times when the Arby's box would catch on the stairs sending Liam flying into the wall. Callum patiently waited for his nap, as they were making too much of a racket too close to his bed.