I am moving to the tropics!

There is something about cold weather that screws up my system. For some reason, when it is frigid outside, the wind is blowing to beat all, and the snow hasn't stopped for days, I want to hibernate. We are talking curl up in a pile of blankets and sleep for a few weeks kind of hibernate. Of course, this is AFTER I have eaten everything in sight (though I have done a pretty good job resisting this temptation). I think I was a bear in another life.

With all of this cold weather, we have not done a whole lot of outdoor activities in the past couple of days. Brady had his evaluation on Tuesday and it looks like he will definitley need speech therapy. We won't find out what else he may need until the big meeting to go over the results of the tests next month. After his eval, we spent the day coloring, painting, and playing with play-doh. Throw in a few games of cars, hide and seek, and tickle games and I was a tired mama at the end of the day. Yesterday was pretty much a repeat of the day before, and today, it looks like the same. Throw in a few arguements, knock down drag outs, and time outs, and we have the makings for Ground Hog Day 2. However, Brady does need diapers and I still need to mail the Valentines (yeah, mommy brain is the pits. It is great to get them made, but not so great when you forget to mail them. grrr). So, we may brave the cold and the wind and venture into the outdoors for a bit. Luckliy, I don't have to try and navigate the icky roads, as the errands can be handled right here in Brandon.

I have to mention, since this blog IS supposed ot be about the kids and what is going on with them, that Brady has a new trick. He has figured out how to get the garage door open. Not the big one, but the one that leads from the house to the garage. And, he is sneaky about it, too. Unless you know he is headed up or down the stairs, you don't think to listen for the whisper soft opening of the door. He then, ever so quietly, slips into the garage, opens my truck, and climbs in (ha! I thought the running boards were nice, but now I know their true purpose is for sneaky 2 year olds!). After proceeding to push every button, open every compartment, and set the alarm off, he gets to come inside and have some quality time with his favorite corner. His favorite time to do this is either when I am going potty or cleaning the kitchen. So, it is not like I am leaving him unattended for hours on end (for those of you with CPS on speed dial). He is quick, so it is simply a matter of a few minutes before I realize how quiet things have gotten. It is now to the point that, every minute or so, I am hunting for him or calilng his name, so that I know his exact whereabouts at all times. I swear, this kid wants me to be gray and haggard before I am 35. And, though it ticks me off that he has snuck out without my knowing, that little grin he gives me when I find him is just so cute, it really is hard to stay mad at him. Little stinker knows just how to work his mama!