Daddy Didn't Even Have to Cry...

(Maddie didn't either, for that matter, regardless of that hilarious expression!)

...It was a close call, though. With reports that, of all things, our old beach town was to receive a boat load of snow... well, he just about despaired. I think he may have even ranted about his snow curse on Facebook between this never ending cycle of briefs he has due.

But, low and behold... who's laughing now?

The neighborhood was in four wheeling, snow ball throwing, angel making, makeshift sled sliding, spontaneosly piling into houses for pizza heaven!

Just before the storm I snuck out for necessities including milk, eggs, and bananas. It is obvious that a pregnant woman's in charge of the list when it also includes the ingredients to make seriously good salsa (think: Chilis!) and modified monster cookies (think: leave out the butter and half the sugar-still delish!). What a combo, huh?

Thankyouverymuch, growing baby girl. :)
On the same note, when our fearless leader wrangled the troops back indoors we were all pretty pumped about hot chocolate, grilled cheese, and soup. My Mom always says that he's one of her favorite people to cook for... so grateful. I totally agree. (Also for us, it provided a thankful distraction from the donuts he wanted to spin in our family sized SUV! ) That man of mine works so hard doing some serious stuff during the day, but he's got a big kid heart that I just love.

The falling snow was beautiful.

But getting him home for an extra day?

That might just be worth a tear or two. :)
~Katrina