It's too Cold!!!!!

So, our week was great...lots of cancellations and delays because IT IS TOO COLD! Sometimes I think we are babies here in Central Ohio. Had we lived in Michigan, the Dakotas, Minnesota, Wisconsin, etc., the kids would be bundled up as much as possible and sent out the door for school. Oh well. Here is how it went.

Sunday night, I returned from Dallas after being at our PLI wives retreat. It was in the 70s when I arrived there, and got "cold" (the 50s) over the weekend. Still, I didn't have to wear a coat, which was AWESOME! Anyway, my flight there and home was nonstop and I arrived home to snow on Sunday night. There was quite a bit of snow on the runway, therefore I had to sit in the plane while we waited for a tow to come and push the plane to the gate. An hour later, I was finally able to get off the plane. All the way home, I prayed for a delay on Monday morning. No such luck.

Monday, I faithfully checked the news to see that we were in fact running on schedule. Off I went in a sleepy stupor to school. I can't even remember the fine details of the day because I was so tired! Tuesday, we did have a delay, but it wasn't called until I had already showered and dressed, so I went ahead off to school. Wednesday was a tad more exciting. The snow started coming! As we were leaving chapel on Wednesday, it was really snowing, and of course the kids thought we were going to have an early release. Derrick called off church Wednesday night, and sure enough, around 1:00, we were sending the kids home from school. I got the boys from latchkey, and we were out of there! As we were driving home, Lucas, in his wisdom says, "Mommy, this is the PERFECT PS2 day!" Well, yeah, I guess. They are only allowed to play on the weekend, and snow days, so he was right on that one. They settled down to play Start Wars, while I was grading papers. Not even 1/4 through my stack, I nodded off, and slept until about 5. I was SO tired!

Thursday and Friday school was cancelled due to it being too cold for school and the bus stops. I'm so thankful, so I can then stay home with the boys on these days. They are too funny! They play so nicely together, and they enjoy the free reign of the toy room. Yesterday, around lunch time, I decided to make quesadillas. As I was asking them what they wanted to drink, Matthew says, "Mommy, I 'fink' I'm not hungry." So, I thought that was really weird. He was pale, hadn't eaten since breakfast, and had some serious dark circles under his eyes. Sure enough, about an hour later, we were in the bathroom, throwing up. Oh well. He was fine after that, but laid around the rest of the day. He is SO active, that to see him laying on the couch trying to play but not being able to, I know something is wrong. Today, he is fine, and they are running around saving the world like Batman. Such imaginations. It sounds like a battleground in here. Much "storm troopers, rebel troopers," running and lots of exploding noises being made with their mouths. Such boys!

There has been much birthday talk in our house, as we are beginning to plan their 6th birthday party. They want a Transformers birthday, so it is in the works. I'm thinking a pizza buffet for dinner and of course cake.

Love the long weekend coming up! That means by Tuesday, we will have been out of school for a nice, 5 day break, thanks to the weather!

Back in the Swing of Things

Back in the swing of things...that is how I thought our week would be with getting back to school last week. However, as I sit here and reflect on it, that wasn't totally the case. Sunday, around midnight, Lucas came in to wake Derrick. He wanted to tell daddy that he couldn't sleep. In his sleepy stupor, Derrick gently offered to take Lucas back to bed and hopefullly get him back to sleep. They get to the hallway, about five steps, and Lucas belches. He then proceeds to remind us what he had for dinner off and on until about 4:30 am. Yes, that is how our "Back to School Week" started. Why he couldn't be sick over break so we didn't have to keep him home from school or have Derrick take a day off, is beyond me. Oh well. Such is life. So, Derrick puts on his "Doctor Dad" hat and proceeds to stay home with Lucas on Monday. We are so blessed to have some flexibility in Derrick's schedule. Let me just say that while he was on one of his trips to the bathroom Sunday night...I think aroud 2 am, Lucas came to the conclusion that "This is so much better when Daddy helps me." Derrick was unable to hear the comment, as he had graciously (?) offered to sleep on the couch so I could sleep in bed since I had school in the morning...with Lucas right next to me all night.

Lucas and Derrick spent Monday home, with Lucas very concerned about Matthew bringing home the work and crafts that Lucas was complaining he was missing. What a good little student! When I arrived in the door with Matthew, Lucas perked up right away....you can't say these two don't have a connection! We continued to nurse Lucas, and Tuesday he returned to school. O.k. So far so good.

We took it easy the rest of the week, and Thursday night there was much anxiousness and excitement in our house. The boys got to stay the night at Derrick's mom's since he was taking me to the airport for the PLI Wives Retreat I was going to in Dallas. With two two-hour delays this week because of weather, the need to get ready for a sub on Friday, as well as pack my own things, I was feeling a little stressed Thursday. I thought that putting in a roast would be good, since I could turn on the crock pot and let it be all day. Great idea...until dinner when Lucas, who was so craving meat and potatoes after being sick started eating...and eating...and eating. We left to go to Patty and Keith's, thinking everything was great. On our way to the airport Friday morning, Patty calls to tell us Lucas had gotten sick in the night again, this time "like a fountain." Oh heavens! He dropped me off, and scooted home to be around in case he had to pick Lucas up early. Low and behold, he did. Lucas had some slight meltdowns at school, as whenever something didn't go his way, he cried about it. Derrick came to pick him up, and his day was cut short of work again to be Doctor Dad, but this weekend he was also wearing the Mister Mom hat, as well.

Needless to say, Lucas is much better. My PLI event was wonderful, and unfortunately too short. I came back from sun and 50s to snow and 20s. Oh well. My flight was thankfully smooth and on time both going and coming home. However, we landed at 8:55 pm last night, and didn't make it to the gate until close to ten...we had to wait for a tow to come get the plane and push it to the gate. Let's just say, I could have walked faster than the tow seemed to be taking us. My hope and prayers for a weather delay didn't happen today, so I managed to get to school in a sleepy stupor to start my week. Which, by the way, started just fine. Tired, but fine.

Derrick is out with Justin tonight, it is snack time and then bedtime for the kiddos. Then, it is grading and Jon and Kate Plus 8 for me.

Good night, and I hope everyone reading this started their week well.