snow day

A few weeks ago we passed around a nasty stomach bug in our house.  The girls each threw up once, on different nights and then were fine.  Then I got it.  And it was not a once and done kind of thing.  It was like 12 hours of being a slave to the bathroom feeling like I was going to die.

The following morning Christopher stayed home so I could get some sleep.  He texted his attending to let her know what was going on, and she told him not to come in at all that day because she didn't want any of 'our nasty germs anywhere near her'.  The extra bonus?  It just so happened to be a snow day, so Chris took the girls out to play.

For some reason we never have mittens that work.  They don't stay on at all.  So we resorted to putting socks over the mittens.  But then the girls couldn't really use their hands.  Ryann didn't care too much, but Elsie was pissed.  And shortly after that Chris accidentally hit Ryann in the face with a snow ball.  Which equaled them lasting outside for maybe 15 minutes tops.  But we made them hot chocolate when they came inside and all was right in the world again.

And after the snowball incident...

Doesn't get much funnier than that!  I told them they couldn't come inside until I got a happy picture though.

Also random tidbit to mention, Elsie is wearing the same snowsuit she was in last year.  Which is a 12 month size.  No wonder a 12 month old can't move in the darn thing, when my nearly two-year-old can wear it without any issues.