The snow just keeps coming. I've already had to shovel 5 inches so the kids could make it from the street to the front door, and now it looks like I'll have to shovel again before dark. It's a wonder that I still have arm flab. As I type this, my desktop tells me that it's currently 18 degrees outside. It's 28 in Stockholm (and it's night there), 63 near Sacramento, and 88 in Brazil. I'm thinking I'd rather be anywhere but here. Six more weeks of winter? I can't take six more weeks of anything!
Lately we've been very involved in basketball. With the two little kids in one league, and Erik in another, and all having practices on different nights, it gets crazy. Jason should be the team mascot with his funny antics (he's the one without the head), and Rachel just plays her heart out. Doesn't her team look beat? They were unfortunately (she's the one squatting).
We also had a birthday over the weekend. When we asked Bryce how it feels to be fifteen, he looked a little depressed. "I don't know," he said. "I'm too old to be a child prodigy, but too young to drive." I had to laugh. He sounded so much like a twelve year old girl--too old to be a Tomboy, but too young for a boyfriend (at least in this house). I'm glad boys, as well as girls, have those introspective years to gear up for the future. Bryce got a Periodic Table for his birthday, which he was very happy about, but his favorite present was money. Typical teenager.
Monday night I took all my Cub Scouts on a tour of the police station. We had eight boys attend and we got to see everything from the weight room to the interrogation room (parents spying on the boys through the one-way mirror). Here we are being briefed. We looked at the police bikes and the police car, and the boys got to pose in the lab for mug shots. We must have been entertaining to watch because all the reserve officers took a break to follow us around. Everyone was happy when we went home, but I think I was the happiest, since I didn't have to do anything that night but show up. Pinewood Derby is next month. Whoo-hoo. I hope the snow melts by then. So much for this week. I hope everyone is surviving winter.
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We had a week straight of snow days off from school last week and the kids got sick this week so I'm right there with you. I think we need a new groundhog, one with a smaller shadow.