A good day

February 9, 2010 Jordana

We have a new normal (or as normal as we get): Due to the need to babysit an experiment, the Husbandlet is now working on Saturdays and taking Mondays off. I had a little trouble with getting everyone going this morning, because with the Husbandlet staying home, I didn’t really have to get anyone but Ngaire and myself dressed and fed before it was time to leave for preschool. In fact, I didn’t get Liam up at all, and only nursed Rhiannon and changed her diaper before putting her in bed with the Husbandlet to snuggle till I got back from dropping Ngaire off. As a result, we didn’t get much done this morning, and Liam didn’t take a nap later because he had slept in so long.

The morning was bright and clear (if a tad cold–13 degrees!). However, right after Ngaire got home, the sky clouded up and little crumbs of snow started drifting down. The next thing we knew, it was windy and snowing hard.

So what did we do? Well, we tried to make it an indoor day. But the kidlets can only tolerate so much TV (thank goodness), and we exhausted that option rather early, too, by putting on Peter Pan so Mommy and Daddy could have a leisurely lunch. When the movie was over, the Husbandlet and I peeled Liam off the wall he was scaling and decided that we just had to go outside and at least ride the sled beside our house for awhile.

We did; the Husbandlet and Ngaire shoveled the steps, too. The joy of sledding palled, but it was so good to be outside that I put Rhiannon in a hiking backpack and we trudged through the snow, around the block, down the hill to a playground. As the Husbandlet plowed ahead and the kidlets trailed behind, I kind of felt like we were missing a couple of guns and a pack animal.

Unsurprisingly, we had the playground to ourselves.

The Husbandlet and the kidlets went down the slides (tunnel and other). We played on the swings. We had a snowball fight or several. We had a fabulous time, and we managed to leave before the critical mass of hunger, tiredness, and cold would make the hike home miserable.

The Husbandlet warmed the kids up with some herbal tea while I made pizzas for supper. Then Liam went down for an early bedtime (see above re: naplessness), while the Husbandlet read a chapter of Winnie-the-Pooh to Ngaire, and I packed Rhiannon full of rice cereal with applesauce, with a happy Mommy milk chaser. Now the little ones are down and out, and the Husbandlet and I are cozily writing in the office, looking forward to ice cream with hot fudge sauce and the next hour of Anatomy of a Murder (it usually takes a few days to make it through a movie; that window of opportunity between the kids’ bedtime and ours is a tad too small). So, it’s been pretty much a perfect day. No pictures, though, alas; the camera is at the Husbandlet’s work.

Also? I am rather ridiculously excited by the fact that my new boots arrived. I love getting packages in the mail. And getting some for-real winter/hiking boots makes me feel one more step (har) closer to being a true Frozen Northerner.

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  • 1. That Other Jordana&hellip  | 

    You are obviously the non-sluggard Jordana. I would have been more than perfectly happy to spend the day inside.

  • 2. Jordana&hellip  | 

    If it had been just me, I would have settled in with books and hot chocolate, but the prospect of confinement all day long with my restless, bouncy kidlets was just too much. 🙂

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