Bundled up with barely just my eyes exposed, my car objected greatly to turning over, but my trusty "Skittle" did as she was asked. Nothing more do I enjoy than scraping windshields in sub-Arctic temperature, waiting for my poor to warm up to a temperature where I don't feel guilty sticking the kids inside.
So we dropped Daddy off at work, and crawled back home on the skating rink known as our city streets. The boys and I remain "cozied" up in our sweats, socks, and slippers. Blankets for all during TV time.
Needless to say, we aren't going anywhere, or outside today... AGAIN. This winter has been a LONG, cold one. Mother Nature had been beyond temperamental... extreme temperature swings from one day to the next, and usually well below seasonal. AND WE ARE GOING CRAZY! (well, I am already there)
Stuck inside, pent up energy building to an outrageously dangerous level, is causing some undesirable behavior- from all parties. We are starting to feel prisoners of our own domain. C told me this morning that he no longer liked snow, and that he wanted to run in his "feety-feets" in the grass. Me too buddy, me too.
Fresh air is, in my mind, essential, for kids. Myself, growing up on a farm, was constantly outdoors as a kid. And it AWESOME! And even though my kids are "city-slickers", I still want them to enjoy as much sunshine and fresh (well, not that fresh, this is a city), air. Most importantly, being able to get OUT burns off all this excess energy that C & R have been storing up for months. Burned off energy equals pleasant and manageable spawn. lol
So, checking the Weather Network for the umpteenth time in the last few days, I'm willing Mother Nature to please be nice. I'm not asking for a heatwave by any means, as it is March, but something decent. Nice enough to spend time outside. Nice enough to let the kids BE KIDS, run around, have fun outside... keep my house clean inside :P
But for today... back to arts and crafts, for how ever long the poor moody attention spans of toddlers allow.
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