We woke up on Friday morning around 7:00 am and all I heard was…
“Bentley!!!! COME HERE!! Look at all this snow!”
I secretly wanted to throw the comforter over my head, close my eyes and pretend it was all a dream. A very bad dream that I would soon wake up from.
But I couldn’t possibly go back to sleep to the sound of three VERY LOUD and VERY excited little boys running around the house yelling… “SNOW POOPY!! SNOW POOPY!!”
Because they add poopy to everything they say. #lordhelpme
Like any good mother I had to get up and let them play in it. Only problem there? I hate the cold. And the snow.
So…on day 1, I watched from the front door. Which was fine by me.
But by day 2…EVEN my husband was calling me a snow-fun-snatcher.
The boys were demanding that I come play. GAH!
Of course, they thought it would be fun to peg me with snowballs.
And you know what I hate more than snow?
But luckily I let loose a little and had fun with it. For a few seconds.
I can honestly say I’d rather go hiking. And y’all know that’s saying a lot, right?
I think I know the problem though. I just need to invest in some cold gear. I didn’t even have gloves.
I’m pretty sure if I had some snow pants and ear muffs…I’d be way more enjoyable in the cold.
Here’s to hoping that we don’t get snowed in again this winter.
Because y’all….THREE boys locked up in one house with nowhere to go for a few days is recipe for a mom that needs more caffeine than she had on hand.