One of the Reasons I Am Enemies With Snow

Twice in the last three days, my plans to go grocery shopping have been foiled by impromptu blizzards that make it onto YouTube.    That means food is getting a little scarce around these parts.  Scarce meaning that my fridge is pretty much down to condiments and Diet Coke (because I would never run out of that, that is just crazy).
Last night,  while the snow was coming down in droves while I was supposed to be at Costco, I had to get creative.  I dug back to my Snow College roots and we had cheese fries for dinner.

Holden was not entirely convinced, so I brought out some carrots and pineapple to help me sleep at night.

P.S.  I just realized my last three posts have included pictures of Holden sitting at the table.  I promise we do things besides eat...Well, Reo and Holden do.  I am 14 and a half months pregnant.  All I do is eat.

The Trickiest Part of Parenting my 3 Year Old

All of the sudden, the kid is on to me when I try to throw his stuff away.  You know, important stuff, like his coloring pages, broken toys, half eaten apples...Stuff like that.   He seems to have a sixth sense about when one of these "treasures" has made it into the trash and gives me the third degree about why I could have possibly thought it was a good idea to throw away what was apparently his most prized possession.  It's like the garbage police live here. 

Sorry kid, our house is on the market.  Only the necessities make it out alive.  If I can live without a microwave, you can live without the hair covered gooey hand you got out of the quarter machine at the grocery store.  

He's cute though, right?

Big Plans

I had big plans for New Year's Eve..Big plans involving getting caught up on episodes of Parenthood and eating my weight in ice cream.  Instead, I gave up and went to bed at 10 o' clock.  Must have been an inspired decision, as Holden was up at 6 AM to ring in the New Year.   I thought it was because he was sooo excited about going to the "big kid Sunbeam class" at church today.

Turns out he had a bad dream that he lost one of his quarters.

Ahh, 2011.  The highs were high and the lows were low.  I am expecting no less for 2012, as I have come to realize that that's what years are like when you are a grown up.  I am still crossing my fingers for more of the high highs than the low lows.

Happy 2012!