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12 inches of new snow + no school + hyper children = a backyard full of gnarly shred heads!!
In one totally trippendicular move, J-boy collides with the very sickly apple tree.
Between the deer and the children, I'm afraid that this poor apple tree will never experience it's full potential.
In fact, I think it's time to say our goodbyes now.
Can you spy the backseat driver?
Yep, these two are a dangerous duo.
Speaking of dangerous... my photo taking abilities in snow.
Null.and.void.
Here's the "Mac Daddy" tearing up our hill.
He pretty much rocks I tell ya.
He's out there, in the balmy 10 degree air, having a grand old time.
Yes, I happen to be standing on our back deck.
It was necessary for me to stay inside and "tend the fire" and prepare the hot chocolate.
Only so that the children would be toasty warm upon re-entry.
This little peanut refuses to be left behind.
Have I mentioned he's 2 going on 8!!
Phrases like "That's Awesoooome", "Suh-weet" and "Oh Yeah, Baby" are some of his favorites.
His kindly, and not overly cautious father even allowed him to try S-girl's snowboard at one point.
I cringed and covered my eyes.
He's getting way too big for his britches.
And look who else is getting way to big for her britches!
Make it stop...please!!
We've fully enjoyed our long weekend.
No routine.
Fun times all around.
On Saturday we had a lazy day.
Hangin' out with each other.
Cleaning up "Dixie's puppy piddles".
You know, just enjoying being a family.
In the late afternoon we decided to venture out into the world and run some much needed errands.
We pulled into the Costco parking lot.
C-boy jumped out of the car first. I took issue with his un-shapely hat but decided to just let go.
S-girl emerged next. I hadn't really thought much about her wearing my childhood dress around the house during the day, and yet somehow I missed the fact that she had entered the vehicle still adorned in this lovely attire.
Then came J-boy.
Sweat pants, snow boots, bed head...all kinds of fashion emergencies.
Finally, L-boy sealed the deal in his red pajama shirt.
I'm not really sure what happened.
Really...I have never been super concerned about what my kids are wearing as long as they look clean and neat.
I dropped the ball.
There was nothing "Clean and Neat" about these four children scurrying around me.
As I took in the scene I had to snap a photo on my phone.
I enjoy entertaining my sister with picture texts.
I spent the rest of the evening keeping a distance of at least 8 feet from my small "swarm" of a family.
I knew people would be more forgiving a Daddy out with his four little "messes".
"What a good Daddy", they would think to themselves, "he probably gave his wife the day off! How sweet of him!"
So yes, I kept my distance.
For the sake of the children.
Just take a moment.
I think S-girl takes the cake on this one.
Nothing screams "What NOT to wear" like a 30 year old dress adorned with apples, black stretch pants, and light purple Crocs!
Because I want this to be the last picture in your mind as you leave the Peanut Gallery.
Proof that they do clean up well!
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