I have a love/hate relationship with January.
I love the “fresh start” aspect, but the gloomy, gray days get old. In Nebraska, we don’t get to spend much time outside during this month; that’s why days like today are rare and wonderful—55 degrees and melting snow puddles reflecting a bright blue sky.
Tomorrow, February 1, we’re anticipating the beginning of a blizzard (#snOMAhog if you’re on Twitter). Jim Cantore’s en route. Working remotely means I don’t get the hope of a snow day, but I’m still hoping the projected 8 to 12 inches (or more) materializes. Don’t let me down, Blizzard Warning!
- Keekat—kitty cat
- Hoo hoo car— choo choo train
- Ball! Ball! Ball!—water towers
I love this Thomas-loving, chin-cutting, conspiracy-theorizing boy, but man… he is a handful.
Aaron has a crazy packed schedule this semester and went out of town this week, and by Friday I felt like we hadn’t seen each other in ages. That night, we joined some friends for a trivia night fundraiser benefitting Shepherd’s school’s PTL. It was so much fun. I forgot how much I love trivia—and I’m already looking forward to next year’s event.
It’s already time to register him for Pre-K, and I’ve spent a lot of time this week thinking about how many days per week he should attend next year. I’m going to go ahead and say what every mom says—the time goes by too fast. That he’s closer to Kindergarten than infancy is bittersweet. I love seeing who he is growing into, and I love seeing what his little heart is curious about, but oh how I miss that sweet baby boy.
Every day he presents a million questions—the boy never stops talking. He’s found a best friend at preschool, and he comes home with stories and recollections that are very fun to listen to. He’s working hard on his letters and teaching his brother (instead of shouting at him).
He’s been playing pretend so much more lately. His two newest fascinations are being a lion tamer and being a pastor. This week was spirit week at preschool—the picture above was from Crazy Hair & Socks Day. He really wanted me to “gel his hair like dragon horns,” which I had no idea how to do. (He’s still in a huge dragon phase, and we had to have a bit of a heart-to-heart for him to be OK with non-dragon-spiked hair). By the time he got to school, he was OK. *Praise.*
On Monday, we had the most beautiful, heavy, fluffy snowfall. Wilder and I were at a MOPS playdate when someone came in the gym and told us all that we should know the snow was really coming down. We all walked out and couldn’t believe how much had fallen (it had been clear the hour before). We left and headed to pick Shepherd up from school. When we got home, an overtired and cranky Wilder went down for nap and Shepherd and I went outside and played (and scooped) for a while.
And I’ll leave you with my boys’ latest obsession: “Pop up.” Who knew toasting (and toast) could be such a great way to spend half an hour!
That’s a wrap for this week. Look for a day in the life post tomorrow—I’ve always wanted to do one, and Monday should be an interesting choice!