Oh, what do you do in the wintertime, when all the world is grey...and snowy...and wet...and freezing...
Can you tell how much I love January and February? The weather really isn't any better here in March, but for some reason I start to see the light at the end of the tunnel. The winter isn't all bad though - we get to be a little bit lazy, and sometimes that's nice. This is all we do these days:
Read books (the only place we ever go is the library or the grocery store)
Play Oceans. I guess that needs a little bit of an explanation (and so does this picture). Noah is obsessed with sharks and when it was my turn to teach preschool last month I did an Ocean theme. Noah has talked about oceans non-stop since then. We got "ocean" books from the library and when Noah earned a prize for doing his responsibility chart he picked out this packet of plastic fish (Target, $3). It has provided hours of entertainment. The kids favorite "ocean" game is "deep-sea diving" which consists of me dumping the plastic fish on the rug, covering them up with a heavy blue blanket and the kids crawl underneath and "catch" fish. This picture is Noah with his beloved fish. The pot on his head is where the fish "sleep." Don't ask me, I don't know where he comes up with this stuff : )
Bake treats. Today it was muffins. We made a batch of 12 and within 10 minutes there were only 5 muffins left. And my dining room was a disaster. I like to bake and Noah loves to help me and we all love treats. It's a nice little activity to break up the day and give us something to do. The problem is it also gives us something yummy (and usually bad for you) to eat. And I seem to have no self-control in this department. This, combined with a broken treadmill and yucky weather (i.e. no running) is not good. NOT GOOD, I tell you.
Thank goodness for preschool..I think Noah (and ok, me) would go insane without it. Poor Alex, she sobs every time Noah leaves.
Well, it's 11:30 and I think we'll do some pilates now. The kids usually have fun rolling around on the floor for about 10 minutes...then they start climbing and jumping one me while I lay on the floor...why do I even bother? Oh well, it's pretty funny : )
And yes, it's 11:30am and we're all in our PJ's. My excuse: we've all got colds and therefore won't be leaving the house today so, really, what's the point?