This has been a long week. I'm not quite sure why. It dumped 5 inches of snow at the beginning of the week and we have pretty much been inside ever since. Grace isn't a big fan of the snow. I told her that if we go outside to play she can't wear her skirt. . .she doesn't like that idea. So her choice is to stay in. Fine with me. I don't want to chase around two kids and two dogs in the freezing cold and then drag them inside and destroy the house even more. So it was a deal. No outside. . .unless Daddy was home. Wednesday we were out for about an hour. Friday. Its finally Friday. Hopefully this weekend will be better then last. Last weekend we got up on Saturday and it was war, ALL DAY. We think Grace and Obie decided to join forces. They were awful, and it was a count down to bed time. I guess its bound to happen sometimes. We figure the odds are in our favor for this weekend. Things should turn around after a week. . .right? Well here is us this week trying to figure out what to do. We painted, played, cooked peanutbutter cookies, played in the snow, built a fort, watched the Wiggles again and played some more. I think we need out of the house.
Intent and outcome are so rarely coincident.
1 month ago