Snow

Last weekend we got a lot of snow. TJ and I took advantage of Dad and made him drive us around so that we could get some pictures. We had tons of fun and I realized I need snow boots. So I have been obsessed with snow boots this week. Unfortunately- like everything in life the ones I really like are way more than I want to spend and the ones that were passable and cheap at the surplus store were out of my size. So I am still boot hunting- maybe next year I will have made up my mind. These are the ones I would get if I wasn't thinking about the budget- so I will probably get something a little more sensible. There are some cute sensible choices as well. I just have to decide.

So here are some of the fruits of my labors from our little outing. It was just great being out in the snow

with Dad and Anna and TJ.

We were hoping to get some pictures of the victorians in the snow- but it was a little too melted when we

went out. We should have waited a week.

Genesis 30:22

I have been thinking a lot about prayer and faith. And how often we pray and pray- and wait and wait. Rachel prayed- for decades.

She hoped and I am sure her heart broke, She probably had times where she was blessed with peace- and times when she felt forsaken. But in the end...

Genesis 30:22 And God remembered Rachel.

Some of My Favorite Things Right Now

The boys are really into the Lone Ranger (which I have been surprised at- surprisingly the Indians are usually the good guy- not to say that it is not pretty flawed still). Of course Coen had to make a Lone Ranger costume and wears it all the time. I asked Beckett if he was the Lone Ranger and he replied "No, me Kemosabe." He has since realized that the side kicks name is really Tonto. Dad is Silver. They don't really like Roy Rogers though.

We have been making a lot of snowflakes. And Coen loves to hang them on the fridge with about 4 feet of tape.

The boys are have been spending a lot of time at Grandma's while I am at my multiple appointments with the spine specialist and the PT (hours and hours a week- bleh). So every morning when Beckett woke up last week he would say "When we go to grandmas?". Good thing he loves her so much.

Beckett usually doesn't sleep with his moo moos any more- he has moved on to his light saber and his lone ranger gun.

Coen is not so great at drawing. I keep trying to get him to draw figures because I have it in my mind what developmental milestones I want him to be meeting. But when I suggest he draws a person I just get a blank stare. But he has no problems with paint and glitter glue and feathers. So he may not be meeting his developmental milestones for drawing but why isn't there one for bedazzeling.

Actually since this he has drawn several pictures of paleontologists.

Yesterday Coen was playing outside in the snow. We have this little shed that fell over in a storm that the boys have been using as their cave. So Coen was jumping up and down on the shed when it collapsed. I stuck my head out of the window and called out "Coen what did I tell you last week?"

"You said that if I jumped this would break. It isn't a good cave anymore- but now it is a great slide!"

Ok it is getting late. I know I have more little things I have wanted to record- but my mind is a blank.

On a not so great note- I have been really working on my neck and back with a spine specialist. It seems to be getting a little better but I am not so sure. It has been a hard process. It has been a lot worse in the process and then slowly better. I think. I still need muscle relaxants several times a day and vicoden most days so obviously we are not really there yet. But I am trying to be hopeful. I am just so tired of being in pain.

I am a Bad Bad Blogger

So I have not been a very good blogger recently. I know Becky wants more pictures. Well I am on call tonight and my only plans are to get some pictures on the blog from the last couple of months and watch 16 and Pregnant all night. So here are a few things in our little world in the last several months.

Even though we went had fun playing at the grandparent's homes- the real reason for the weekend away was to play with cousins. The boys love their cousin's more than anything in the world. Here they are in action:

And on a side note- why do these girls think that their boyfriends will ever be good dads. It boggles my mind.