Saturday, February 14, 2015
Our nieghbors hate us. Happy V-day!
In Jack's class, there was no knife excitement, but almost all the kids passed out candy (Jack brought sensible pretzels). The teacher asked the class how many pieces of candy would be reasonable fpr them to eat at the party, and Jack said in a sing-song voice "9 pieces." Clearly he was expecting everyone to join in with him and was really surprised when they didn't. Ha! (The teacher was thinking 2 pieces, BTW).
Ultimately, the first graders were more joyful than the third gradrs but also more restrained.
We stayed up until midnight putting new media on all the iPads in anticipation of an 8-hour car day, packed the babies each an extra outfit, gathered up all the Valentine candy and a couple of sippy cups and the camera and tripod and books for everyone and you get the idea-- and we hit the road.
An hour into the trip, we encountered a full-on white out from blowing snow and fish tailed all over the road. Ben couldn't see the brake lights of the car in front of him, which made tapping our brakes at 70 mph really fucking scary. SO we turned around and went home because it is so cold and windy and we couldn't imagine making the drive ay night. Which was SO SAD because we really wanted to see my grandma and aunt and sweet baby Henry. Plus what a sweet Valentines day to visit the place where we fell in love.
Plan B was a boozy lunch at our favorite birthday bar. Cooper spent 20 miles talking about his hot dog, fries, and milk shake.
Obvi this is totally nuts and so, so strange. Will keep you posted for sure. All night Ben has been screaming "She's just going out to pee" when he lets the dog out. Ha!