Keep on... keeping on.

I have the winter blahs.

Tired of the cold.

Tired of the snow.

Tired of a dirty momobile.

Tired of coats, hats, gloves, snow pants, and boots.

Tired of not being able to run outside.

Ready for spring.

I feel like all we've been doing lately is just trying to get through the days with minimal fighting, school homework, home-made valentines (the amount of glitter sitting on every surface of this house is enough to make me want to pack my bags and just move instead of cleaning it up), and chasing Agnes through the house to get back our lost socks, gloves, and hats.  Pretty exciting, right?

But in the event that you are at work, and bored, and need something to do other than your work...  here's some (not very) interesting facts from our week....

***The girls went to America's Hometown last weekend because they didn't have softball practice, and RB and I had to work in a concession stand at Wells Fargo for a softball fundraiser.  That is the story of my life right now...  girls are gone, and instead of a fun date, RB and I clean the house, wash bedding, and work in a concession stand.

We did make time to stop at Hickory Park for dinner after meeting my mom to give her the girls, so the weekend wasn't a complete bust.**

**Ainsley is by far my worst eater.  If it's not from FatD's, or chocolate chip cookies, she acts like she is dying when I put the plate of food in front of her.  I've tried everything and I know she's not starving to death... but I'm quickly losing patience with this stage.  On Monday, she cried and cried for FatD's and I told her that she could go once this week, so if she used it up already, no more Happy Meals this week.  Her response...  "That's ok... I'll just go to Wendy's tomorrow." 

I tried SO hard not to laugh.... but that was a lost cause.**

**When Ali started school we thought for sure she would be in trouble with the teacher for not listening, spacing off, and talking back.  We've had nothing but awesome reports from her teachers, and just a couple of weeks ago I got an email from her current teacher that says....

I'd also like to know your parenting secret! : ) Alivia is such a GREAT girl! Whenever I'm having a tough moment here at school, I can always count on her to make me smile. 

I have kept this email and I go back and read it when she's really pushing my buttons...  Of course I am happy that she listens, and pays attention at school but sometimes I just wish she did that just a bit more around home.  But then she does/says something completely hilarious... for example...  I picked her up from school on Monday afternoon and she told me her teacher was sick so they had a substitute teacher.  I started asking her questions..  like was she nice, and did you help her out... And Ali interrupted me to say this:  "Yea, she was nice.  Or he was.  I couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl.  Kinda looked like a girl, but sounded like a man." 

I giggled all night about that one.**

**There are four empty lots behind our house, and they came last week to put up the lot markers, and yesterday, started digging.  We are sad to lose our sledding hill, and our softball practice area... I really hope that whoever moves in has girls our age, or nice, responsible teenagers that want hard earned babysitting money... ha!    I'm sure the workers are going to get very annoyed with a howling basset hound standing at the edge of the fence supervising them, just as I am going to get annoyed with her slobbering all over the window as she howls at them while sitting on her couch perch.**

**We had a snow storm last week, the snow plows came through our neighborhood, but then that night the winds picked up and  blew the snow back onto the road. Sadly the snow plows never came back.  Since then, I've been humming the song Holding out for a Hero, while trying to leave our housing development because it feels like a game of chicken when driving down our snow covered, one lane roads and meeting another car.  And while I feel like I shouldn't even have to explain this, I know RB won't know what I'm referring too...

That's the song on Footloose when Kevin Bacon's character plays chicken and it's only one of the greatest movie scenes of all time.  Well, that and the Nobody puts Baby in the Corner and last dance scene in Dirty Dancing and the entire movie of Grease, minus the Beauty Queen Dropout song.** 

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Happy Hump Day.