More and more I'm considering changing the name of my blog. The tension my alpha male family creates is sometimes more than I can handle. I like it when they have physical activities to get out some of their energy and urges for dominance. The first picture I'm including is one of them all wrestling. When they are wrestling is when I feel the most calm. I know they are having fun and releasing all that testosterone into the ether. I stay in an adjacent room fitted with a gas mask because I'm sure the testosterone levels are toxic.
Last night we had a fun family movie night and Will got to eat his first popcorn. With his milk allergy, he hasn't had any because it took me awhile to verify some microwave popcorn that doesn't have butter. I suppose I could have done it the old school way, but I'll try that some other time. Will loved the popcorn and stole some from everyone's pile. With his appetite increased, it is nice to find something that he can eat, that is relatively healthy, that fills him up, and that he enjoys. It was a lovely evening sitting in the dark watching a family movie, eating popcorn, with snow peacefully falling outside the windows, under the street light's glow.
We woke up this morning to a wonderful white blanket covering everything in sight. While it is only a few inches, it is definitely the most snow we've received in Carter's lifetime. First, Nathan bundled up in many layers of clothing and headed out to shovel the walk and clear off the cars. Carter resisted going out for a few minutes but the words "snow ball fight" were bandied around and he was suddenly trying to go outside in his sweatpants and jacket. I talked him into at least some mittens and he followed Alpha 1 into the front yard. With Alpha 2 now having more fun outside, Alpha 3 began to pitch a fit to get out. First, he refused to wear his snowsuit. Once I wrestled him into it, after twice dragging him away from the window where he stood pointed and whining, he refused to put on his hood. I acquiessed and got his favorite hat for him to wear. Then came the task of getting some kind of footwear on him. If you recall, he loves his shoes and is particular about which ones he wears and when. I'm not sure why I felt compelled to explain over and over that his shoe choice was inappropriate for snow, but I did. Doc would be proud of me for practicing this important parenting skill. Finally, I got appropriate shoes on him and got him outside. He was miserable. Snow was nothing nearly as he expected. I could tell. It was cold, wet, and it sticks to you - making you cold and wet. I have also included some pictures of them in the snow.
After the snow shoveling and snow ball rolling and general snow fun was had, I came in to fix the homemade chocolate milk. I had to bring Will in with me because he'd had about all of the fun he could handle. The promise of chocolate milk was too seductive for Carter to stay outside, so in he came and peeled off his wet clothes. I have also included a picture of Carter enjoying his chocolate milk.
Now with all the snow, Carter has proclaimed that this is really Christmas Eve and I'm starting to wonder if he is thinking he's going to get more toys in the morning. I think I better start counteracting this train of thought and quickly. Otherwise, when we get up in the morning to go to church, he is going to be very difficult. He already explained to us that what we thought was Christmas back in December was in reality him sneaking down here and putting toys out while we were asleep! YIKES! Where did he get that idea?! So, now he's expecting Santa.
I hear Alpha 1 and Alpha 2 discussing reentering the winter wonderland for snowball fights, snowman creating and snow fort building. I better make sure I have more batteries for the camera. There they go....
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