What's the best way to spend the day after a "snow day?"
With MORE snow, of course!
While the kids were at the breakfast table, Gracie suddenly screamed, "MOMMY! God did it! I prayed for more snow and it's here."
See, when you're six you can pray for things like snow. Not exactly at the top of my prayer list, although I love a good snow day as much as the next
guy kid.
Not only did we get another inch of snow (Friday's snow was long gone, of course), but it fell fast ....within about an hour. Cue the car accidents. I-65 was shut down. Morning basketball games cancelled.
Sledding at the hill over at Kenrose? That was ON! Arriving a little after 7:30 a.m., we were the first ones there. The kids ran up the hill and promptly covered the hill with sled tracks.
The kids had a blast and so did this guy . . .
Charlie must have tore up and down that hill a dozen times. When we got him back home, his stomach was covered with snow and ice balls. I dried him off and he napped for the better part of the morning. Man, it's good to be a dog.
Afterwards, Matthew and his Scout den gathered at our house to do the first part of their service project, which is a food drive for Graceworks. Today we distributed bags with flyers to the neighborhood. Next week we pick them up, hopefully full of food. We only had 4 Scouts on hand, but we made fast work of the task at hand and were finished in no time.
Since basketball games were cancelled (and admittedly, the neighborhood roads were a MESS and it took Bassam a full hour to get to the hospital), the rest of the morning was pretty laid back, including a screening of "The Muppets" (new version). But since the action started with sledding before 8 a.m., I think it was well-deserved.
Around 1, the kids and I rolled in to Nashville. The sun and traffic had cleaned off all the roads and it was life as usual. In a Mom-of-the-Year moment, I only this week realized Matthew's feet were squished in his less than 3 month old tennis shoes. As he tried on various pairs at the shoe store, it suddenly occurred to me that his church shoes had been purchased around Easter, so I casually mentioned that as long as we were there, we might want too look at those, too.
Cha-ching.
I swear, the kid has never complained that his shoes hurt.
From there we headed to Vanderbilt for the basketball game. Bassam was supposed to go with us. Or at least meet us. But he was getting slammed at work and only finally joined us around half time. Although the Commodores lost, Matthew made it on the scoreboard once for the "Fan of the Game" contest and again with Gracie when they got one of the free pizzas for the Papa John's Delivery of the Game promotion that the cheerleaders do.
Free pizza meant no cooking for mom, so everybody wins.
As for today, it was church and reviewing all the school work for the tests we were supposed to take on Friday, but didn't because of the snow day. Matthew has been counting down the minutes to the Super Bowl since he woke up this morning. And yes, that has gotten just a teensy bit annoying. I'm sure the folks sitting around us in church appreciated the update mid-sermon. Anyway, since he was a member of the Super Bowl champion Williamson County 49'ers, naturally, we are rooting for the San Francisco today.
As for me, I'm there for the commercials. The redhead has managed to doze off on the couch before the game has even started. I'm not sure she'll be there at all!