Guess what? It snowed. And it was a good one! We love the snow! We love to play in it, throw it at unsuspecting loved ones, and our favorite thing to do, at least the three amigos favorite thing to do, is eat it. We all have differences of opinion about the cold, though. Me? I get cold really easily...I like to sit six inches from the fire and bake my skin. Noah joins me. Don't worry, we flip sides so we don't cook too much on one side. Gracie D. is somewhere in between. She is not crazy about heat like Noah and me but also not craving the Antarctic like her daddy. Steve is always hot. And Eli is definitely in Steve's camp. But Eli takes the cake in extreme temperature reaction. First of all, if it's possible to remove clothing in any situation, Eli wants to do it. As soon as he gets in the car he wants to quickly remove any outer layers and, if he could, shoes and socks, too. He asks to wear shorts every day of the year (even this morning he woke up and said, "SNOW! Can I wear shorts?") and would like to sleep in his underwear without covers every night (hmmmmm...he might not be happy with me sharing that one when he becomes a teenager. Oh well.).
Today was my volunteer day at school. I love volunteering at school. It's so fun to play with all of the kids and totally interesting to watch our kids interact with their peers. Also, it's interesting to see their little quirks come out at school. I was not disappointed today. Since it was above 20 degrees, the kids got to go outside to play. It was cold. Really cold. The other kids were doing a lot of whining and whimpering about their frozen little toes and fingers...some were even sobbing. The bravest were playing through the pain of their frozen little appendages. But Eli? Eli was intentionally falling face-first into the snow and laughing as he stood up with a "snow beard" all over his face. Over and over again he'd fall and stand with a face full of snow just cracking up. Gotta love that crazy kid!
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