Oooh, let’s take the sled and pull the girls home from the sitter’s. It’s only 6 blocks, I thought. I packed their snowsuits, a blanket, hats, boots, the camera and my energetic mom enthusiasm. It was a gorgeous day, beautiful blue sky, brilliant winter noon sun and sparkling fesh snow. It was going to be perfect, Rockwellian. It also turned out to be 6 blocks of swirling, coming at you from every direction frigid Adirondack wind, coupled with blinding, assault you from every angle sun on snow glare, and of course the challenge of narrow roads, zero visibility at corners and obnoxious “I know how to drive in snow ’cause I have an SUV and live in the Adirondacks” drivers. Yay, Mom. Way to…
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Grandma flies home tomorrow. It has been the sweetest of visits, and in much the same way memories have been created, a lump has taken residence in my throat. I cannot believe a week has passed. I cannot imagine the girls not having Grandma here to play with and kiss. I cannot imagine me not having Mom here to marvel at the pace of my life, the intensity of my girls and the accomplishments of my family. Great work has been done whilst we all had fun coloring and laughing. The girls will remember Grandma. Briar will be chattering on about Grandma this and Grandma that. Avery will light up all the brighter as I sing the songs she’s listened to Grandma singing. There’s…
Here’s our car. The 29 inches of snow on the ground fell in about 15 hours. Here’s our older daughter. She insisted on staying outside in the single digit temperatures for an excruciatingly long time. Guess what stopped working at 3. The furnace. Guess how many furnace fixers I called. 6. Guess how quickly Highland & Company (the folks who installed and service our furnace) called me back. Oh that’s right, the worthless bastards never called back. Guess how many technicians were unavailbale to come? The other 5 I called. Yay. Happy fucking winter storm without heat.Yay for having the furnace die while we have my mom in town.Yay for having two children we can’t keep warm.Yay for Murphy’s Law. But the biggest YAYS…
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You know those obnoxious forwards that you get from co-workers? Subject: Redneck Women and why they do it better Subject: You know your* a redneck if…*typo intentional by this author Subject: Angels are real Subject: Re:Re:Re:Re: Too Funny Subject: DON’T BREAK THE CHAIN We had a moment here at Chez Wink that made it clear that those endless chains of photos of little kids doing naughty things are not in fact staged, or at least they don’t have to be. Take this little gem: Setting: Our kitchen, dishwasher wide open with a clean load Players: Briar and Ella (the former our daughter, the latter our dog) The following was declared with toddler earnestness and purpose while a pudgy hand brandished a teaspoon and made…
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Avery is rapidly gaining on Briar, kicks and jabs to the face not withstanding. I cannot imagine what this would be like if these were boys.video will be available within the hour…sorry.
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