A Day Late and a Dollar Short

Blah, blah, blah EAST COAST- it's been snowing here all month too! Now that we have had some sunny days and a bit of it is melting, I thought I would finally post some snow pictures.

Look! You can see where we live - oh, wait...


The snow makes Harper a little insane. Here she was "shoveling the yard with bucket." I really can't explain that.


The snow was too deep for Michael to walk in without falling over and losing his mittens so he preferred to "help" shovel. We took turns catching him before he shoveled the street.
Please notice his purple snow boots - I had procured some navy ones for cheap from a mom's sale but they were already too small. Fortunately we still had a pair of Harper's on a shelf by the back door. Note to self: good job not cleaning out the garage!


Here's a head-scratcher for you... Harper, who has outgrown multitudes of clothes and shoes since her third birthday, has been wearing the same snow boots for three winters. How is this possible? I'd like to think they're magic, but I've probably just had her in ridiculously over-sized boots for the last two winters.

Belly Boy

Michael is an eater; he eats and eats and asks for more. I can scarcely comprehend the amount of food the boy consumes and I shudder to think of the day when he has a teenaged appetite. Dear Lord.

Here, for example, is what we pack for his lunch:


It's a 100% fruit juice pouch (they get milk w/ the afternoon snack at school, not to mention he has it w/ breakfast and dinner), an entire banana, cheese slices, and a whole wheat mini bagel w/ sunbutter. (The painkillers in the background are mine!) He also eats both a morning and afternoon snack at daycare and is practically crying for dinner every night. Um, seriously, he often stands at my feet and cries while I make dinner. It's charming.

Most times that we get him out of his seat after a meal his stomach is comically full and hard as a brick. You might suggest that we feed him more often so he isn't so hungry when he eats, but he's already eating three meals and two snacks a day. Tonight, after a hot dog (no bun), tater tots, apple, milk, and corn his stomach was so huge I tried to take a picture of it... without much success.

(He's still eating the corn, whoops.)

(Can you see how round his middle is?)

(Should I remind you that he was a 4 lb. baby?)

He grew annoyed with the photo session and brought me his pajamas - it IS cold in our house.

I couldn't capture the stomach phenomenon to my liking - you'll have to take my word for it. Does anyone else have a toddler who does this?

He's had RSV and can't kick it, so the doctor just put him on an oral steroid... his appetite can't possibly get any bigger, can it?

Well THAT Was Interesting

To sum up:

We went to Michigan to look for a house.

We talked to people about schools.

We saw Matt's new office building.

We said, "Actually, Ohio feels like home -why fix what isn't broken?"

We decided not to move.*

And if that isn't enough to knock you out of your chair, today Matt ran over to our neighborhood elementary school (in Ohio) and registered our daughter for kindergarten.

So, you know, it's been a busy few days.




*Obviously the entire story is slightly more complicated than that, but you'll have to take what you can get, I'm spent.