A sorted assortment.

I forgot to introduce our One-Day-Snowman.

The kids were pretty proud of him. They both helped roll a snowball. Nathan's got bigger, Melanie's got smaller. Eventually she kicked hers (to roll it the lazy way) which was it's downfall.


A faithful audience. Today as we went shopping (I walked all the blustery blustery windy way there) I had at least two people ask me if I had triplets. OK, so they're bundled up and the size is a bit hard to get exactly, BUT STILL! I didn't think they looked like triplets. But I replied politely anyways.


Hmmm...now what should we do with it?


"Ahem, please be careful. Don't step on my toes--oh wait, I don't have any toes!!"


Oh how the mighty have fallen. I propped him up once, but warned Nathan that that was it. I'm not interested in running out every five minutes to patch a rapidly melting snowman. Nathan almost cried. The snowman definately cried.


"Lemme out!"


"Vroom, vroom.... We're driving a sport car Mom!"
"OK, drive carefully!"
"Erch!"

"OK Melanie, GET OUT!"
(bossy man driver--I'd leave too!)
Later Nathan got mad when he'd parked the car, but Melanie stayed in it and went "vroom".
"No, Melanie, you can't drive now!! It's parked!!!..."
--Mommy Roze intervenes to prevent bloodshed.


Hyper kids being chased. :)


A lovely project I'm working on is potty training Melanie. It's definately a project. We've tried it a couple time before--but all of this on her own initiative. This time I'm trying to make it a completed project...but we'll see if that lasts.


Unleavened bread anyone? Maybe my yeast is just messed up. 'Cause I have another one just like it...and it's pretty short too. The kids were excited 'cause they thought it was banana bread. Heehee.