I say every year that I would love to see a snow, and this year we got two. Last week's was kind of crummy but we still went and played in it.
The boys made a crappy snowman but Miller was distracted and Ben was trying to rush off and put a few hours in at work since the roads were melted.
I whipped up some whipped cream for hot chocolate and let Miller help. He sat in the floor with the Ipad to lick the whisk.
I had no idea what to dress Scarlett in. She still had on PJs, with leg warmers, a jacket and hat plus I wore her with a blanket over her.
So everyone knows that I hate my birthday. It just gets lost in the shuffle of the holidays. This year I really had no expectations but I was still disappointed. Ben promised me (for the second year in a row) that we would do something when we got home and we never did. On our snow day, Ben got Miller up and let Scarlett and I sleep in. The boys baked me a belated birthday cake. Miller was so excited for Mommy's cake.
Miller was helping me blow out the candles. Ben decided to use the "2" candle from Miller's birthday.