We are expected to receive up to 20 inches of snow today. Already there are about 10 inches on the ground. Carter has already been out to play and soon Tay and Drew will head out as well to join him. Sledding, shoveling the drive way, throwing snowballs, and drinking hot chocolate are on today's agenda. Carter is so excited...he has been up since 3 a.m. We tried several times to get him to stay in his bed...after a while we gave up. Magic is falling from the sky and he doesn't want to miss any of it. This is suppose to be the biggest storm of the decade. It is beautiful outside and I am crossing my fingers that we have our first white Christmas since living in Virginia.
Post Edit: Carter & Tay played hard in our blizzard.
Carter didn't even complain when the bitter cold & wind did this to his face. The time outside was worth it I suppose.
Ashton and I stayed cozy and warm, perched from our front window.
I was in an other world reading a few moments ago....Tay needed to tell me something and I wasn't paying attention....I could hear her but I wasn't listening. I was trying to finish the last paragraph of an article and I was slightly distracted by the sound of a certain 10 month old through the baby monitor...he is playing instead of sleeping again. Tay got right up to my ear and started talking quietly, almost whispering to tell me what she had to say. Then she kissed my cheek with a big smack of her lips after wards.....she had my attention.
I should try that technique on Carter.
Taylor finally came to me last night and asked me some thing I have waiting forever to hear...
T: Mom, will you put piggy tales in? M: Sure Tay. Do you really want them in? T: Yes. All three piggy tales.
She is again sporting her three piggy tales again this morning. I couldn't be more proud.
Carter, Tay, and I were talking the other day about family meetings. I was trying to explain that a family council is the same as a family meeting and since Carter learned about Native Americans at school last month, I tried to use an Indian chief circle as an example of a council of people who make decisions together....
M: Carter, remember Indians? C: Yes M: You know how you had a pow wow at school and everyone sat in a circle and talked about really important stuff? C: Yes M: So, that is an Indian circle right? You had a meeting... C: (very impatient and frustrated....like he's told me this a hundred times) Mom. I don't know anything about Indians! You have to talk to Smera about that.
Smera lives down the street from us. She's in Carter's kindergartner class...she is Indian....as in...her family is from India.
I couldn't help but giggle at Carter. Then I re explained everything using the words Native American and had we had a lovely pow wow. In our little family meeting we discussed having a media free week before Christmas. I then had to explain that in some family meetings there are no votes....the Chief decides.
Then Carter proceeded to karate chop me with his lightning fast 6 year old arm blades.
And then I had to explain to him that Indians...I mean Native Americans didn't karate chop their enemies.
My kids are going to grow up to be very culturally diverse.