It’s beginning…

The rumors have been swirling for days, but they are all beginning to converge into a hope for snow this weekend… Lots of snow… Mountains of snow…

When it comes to snow, I might as well be eight years old. I start getting really excited the night before and I have a hard time sleeping. I check my phone a thousand times to see if the forecast has changed… or maybe, just maybe, things are starting to get cancelled.

Afternoon snowstorms are tough, though, because usually the call isn’t made to close down work so we all go in… And then it starts snowing… And we all go home. On the Capital Beltway…

The Beltway is an otherworldly place, really. Most days you vacillate between driving, ahem, a little over the speed limit one minute to crawling at 2 mph the next. Somedays I spend 15 minutes on my 11 mile span. Other days its an hour. If it’s raining, it is usually the latter. If it’s snowing… Oh, boy! Let’s just say there better be good music on the radio and I should probably have a snack!!

Thankfully, however, this afternoon we got the call that our offices will be closed on Friday! Yay! No anxious tossing and turning for me! No alarms! Just blessed sleep.

It actually started snowing this evening, a quick clipper just passing through. Just enough snow to make it sparkle under the street lamps! Beautiful!

In kid news, Baby E is sporting his third ear infection since Thanksgiving. He went to the doctor today and the doctor said since it seems the fluid in his ears does clear up between infections, he isn’t a candidate for tubes yet. So, poor little fellow is on his third antibiotic and all the charming side effects that go with that. I did a count and since the beginning of November we have made 11 visits to the doctor/ER/urgent clinic for our family. And its only the middle of January. Yikes! It’s going to be a long winter!!

Big E has been missing his Papa lately so it was fun to watch them play this evening. They wrestled on the ground and played horses. Big E hung from Tim’s body like it was a jungle gym. Afterward, Tim laid in bed with him as he drifted off to sleep.

At the bus stop this morning C pointed to a boy and said, “He’s weird on me!” What does that mean? “He fell in love with Madison. But I fell in love with him. He doesn’t like that I fell in love with him. But I’m not actually in love with him!”

I guess kindergarten love can be tough waters to navigate! I remember having a crush on a boy in kindergarten. But it’s just strange hearing my daughter talk like this. This is the first time she has referenced a boy and love in the same sentence that didn’t involve her brothers. This growing up happens way too fast!

This evening she came home from church exhausted! So glad that Tim is here to help referee her into bed. Have I mentioned her total disdain for Nilla Wafers? She saw a box sitting on the table and asked me to put them away. Once they were in the pantry she asked me to cover them up with other food, which I did. Then she asked me to close the door, and again I complied. This is a strange thing to want squirreled away, but I can’t fault her for it. After all, I was afraid of the color yellow as a child, so I guess a fear of Nilla Wafers is less dramatic. At least she comes by it honestly, right?!?

So yeah, this post was all over the place tonight, but since I didn’t get much sleep last night, my mind is pretty much all over the place too!