We have 13 inches of snow outside. We went out earlier to help Dad shovel, all while Mom watched. Rude. There is a giant mound of snow at the end of the court, when I stand on top of it, I am taller than the fence at the end of the street. Mom just stood around taking video's of everyone working and laughing when we fell over, she said that it looked like a turtle on it's back every time we fell because of all the flailing around. I think that I did a better job shoveling than Daddy because I got all the way down to the concrete...he kinda just pushed it around. Now that I look at it maybe that was the plan all along.
Brenna couldn't find her hat so she wore her helmet outside, which amazingly enough turned out not be that bad of an idea with all the falling she did. She kept complaining that her hands were cold because she didn't pull her mitten flaps down on top of her fingers. And she is GT. Mom was a little upset that Brenna doesn't qualify for services at school, something about her having appropriate coping skills. I think she's over it though...she doesn't go on and on about it like she does Gunnar's stuff. Brenna doesn't care though she still gets to keep her action plan and get extra time on her assignments and to talk out loud when she is reading.
Gunnar doesn't like how it feels when he comes in from playing in the snow. You know that feeling you get when things that are really cold start to warm up. Yeah. He doesn't like it and starts to scream, not with words just literally screaming at the top of his lungs. Mom put all his clothes in the dryer so that maybe he can go out again later when it all stops, but I think he might just want to stay inside because of how he acts when he comes inside.
Odin was too short for all the snow. He was lucky though because he was the only one that had snow pants that still fit, and they were mine from the last time it snowed like this when he was still a baby. I stayed with him after we finished digging out and I dug out some rest areas for him, you know, where he didn't have to try really hard to stand up or that he could roll to to get back up. When Mom started to strip him down when we came inside we knew why he didn't complain that it was cold. He had on Snow pants. He had on 2 pairs of pants. He had on 4 socks on each foot. He had on boots. He had on a jacket. He had on gloves. And. He had on 2 shirts. Why didn't I think of that?
We miss you Aunt Kelsey and Uncle Rickie with the Big Muscles! Wish we could have a snow ball fight with you!
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