I can’t wait! I can’t wait! I can’t wait!
Wait what? Tomorrow is the last day of February? How the heck did that happen?!?!
And just like that, on Sunday we’ll officially be in the month of my son’s birth. Um, February, I wanted you to go fast, but that was a little bit too fast. Any chance you could take a couple laps around the block and come back in a couple weeks? K thanks.
Winter weather finally decided to show up this month, making each week a puzzle of how I’m going to get out of the house and keep Adam from getting cabin fever, while still trying to not go too far in case my water breaks or something crazy.
Yesterday we got 5 1/2 inches of delicious, fluffy snow, so Mike stayed home and had his first snow day ever with the kiddo.
We took a walk first, with Adam in a carrier because his little legs would never have gotten to the woods. He. Was. Not. Happy about this arrangement. I kept him from complete meltdown mode by throwing snow at him and giving him little snowballs that the immediately threw and asked for more. Mike occasionally got some snow down the back of his jacket, but it kept Adam from screaming so it was a necessary evil. The pictures were worth it though:
It was like a winter wonderland out there. Before we got to the snowman building, Mike did a little shoveling so we could walk to the garage without trudging through the snow, and Adam was so excited to help Daddy.
After that he mostly got stuck in the snow that he insisted on diving into and helped us pat down our snowman.
We were outside for quite a while. I’m glad it wasn’t windy or anything because the snow was wet and we started to get pretty cold. Well, except for Mike, who was the chief snowman builder and ended up shedding most of his layers.
He rules. I made myself useful though by finding our snowman’s face and arms. Dates for eyes, carrot for the nose, and a couple of branches carefully chosen to look similar to each other.
He’s still there this morning, but I think the weather is supposed to warm up this weekend, so he’ll be a puddle in no time. I’m glad the second snowman I ever made was done with the family. It was a great distraction from thinking about Tater’s arrival. Oh also, can you think of anything better after playing in the snow then watching Wallace and Gromit while drinking hot cocoa and eating a bowl of marshmallows? Adam couldn’t either.