Two inches of snow this morning.
Very tricky to get two boys out the door to school.
A forecast might have been my cue to get the hats, mittens, and boots sorted before this very morning. One of my children may or may not actually have worn my coat to school.
Note: buy new coat. Size 8.
Every time I took my eyes off them, they were making a break to throw snowballs.
They were suddenly deeply concerned about any football or basketball or sport equipment that might be buried on the deck.
You think I don’t know? You think I can’t see your snow-loving motives shining through??
Get in here, sheisters.
Sometimes I think I’m living with Randy and Ralphie.