I made my "to do" list, set some goals, made some plans. Even after waking up half an hour later than planned I still thought I was in control of the day.
Boy was I ever so wrong.
For over an hour, I battled the will of a stubborn 3-year old. And it all started with a stupid little shirt. Yes, a shirt!
I let him pick out the one he wanted, no big deal. He's VERY particular about his shirts. But as I tried to get him dressed, out of nowhere he let out a whole lot of sass. Also known among the adult class as disrespect. Knowing that I needed to put a stop to it, especially since it's been a little out of control lately, I took his shirt away and told him he couldn't wear it today.
That was like letting a bull loose in a china closet..................
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..........You know, I was determined NOT to make the fudge I had gotten ingredients for but had never made. I confess, I just made it and licked the bowl clean. So much for THAT resolution.
Tomorrow for SURE will go according to plan, I just know it! (Hey you, way in the back! Stop laughing at me! I can dream big.)
Tell you what, let's all look at some cute pictures and eat fudge together.
New Year's eve, we were invited by some friends to go sledding. Now, I'm not much of a winter buff. I don't like snow, at all. But I admit, we had a lot of fun!
Daddy took the boys down several times.
Then Savannah. She wanted to go down the steep side. After they did, I guess she felt like she was a big enough girl to go down by herself... down a much less steep side.
Little dare devil!
Yes, I went down a few times too. I would have done more but we only have one sled. I think it might be time to invest in another one. The kids did their best to wait patiently for their turns but there's only so much you can ask of a toddler.
Jacob was quite colorful. As we didn't have any snow gloves for him, our friends let us borrow some pink ones. Awesome.
Okay, I'm starting to notice lots of wrinkles. Maybe I should avoid these close-up shots in the future. Besides, they have a tendancy to make one's facial features look ginormous!
Joseph doesn't care for a cold face. Just in case you couldn't tell.
What a bunch. Joseph wearing Savannah's old pink boots and Jacob wearing pink gloves.
Well, didn't you know? Pink's the new black!
Or so I've heard.