Monday was MLK (no work). Tuesday Madeline was still recovering from her cold (no work). Wednesday was the snow storm (no work). Thursday was when we were covered with ice (no work). Madeline has been spoiled with all of the snow. I have been spoiled with staying home and watching this girl.
Wednesday, we went outside to let Madeline explore.
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She loves these boots - borrowed from her friend Madison, who has outgrown them now. |
Snow! Snow! |
Her favorite thing to do with snow - just like in Whistler - is to sit in it and eat it. I try to make sure she plops down by the freshest snow...
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Don't eat the yellow snow! |
A couple videos of our time out there - I'm not sure if I uploaded these correctly so I hope this works!
The wonderful snowman Jake and I made!!! She is still standing, by the way. Solid as a rock.
So that was fun. I like snow. Then Wednesday night, the wind picked up and a frozen rain/sleet/slush/snow mixture started. The power went out around 6pm leaving us at the dinner table in complete darkness, and poor Madeline lost it. I held her while Jake went outside to start the generator (everyone should have one of these, seriously). Madeline was so scared and concerned about where her Daddy was going. I told her he was outside fixing the lights, and so then she kept repeating that to me - "Where is Daddy?" "Outside." "Fixing it." (She had the questions and the answers) - that is something new by the way. Lots of questions. Anyway - even though the generator was running, we still lit some candles. Madeline loves candles.
The power came back on by 8pm, but I let M sleep with us last night because I was worried that the power would go out again. Around 4am, she woke up crying because she lost her paci. She sleeps with two pacifiers, one in her mouth and one to rub on her nose (I have no idea). Not sure how I'm going to break the paci habit yet... but once I helped her find the pacifiers she kept crying and saying something that I couldn't quite understand, which just made her angry. I finally figured it out. She was saying "scratch back." For real. I looked at Jake like are you kidding me? What kind of diva monster are we raising? But it was 4am, and I wanted to go back to sleep, and I was still in shock that she was telling me to scratch her back. So I scratched her back for a minute...
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The tree branches were weighed down with ice - lower than our snowman's head! |
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Covered with snow, but still fluffy. |
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After the ice and wind. |
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