Catching up

It's hard to blog or upload pictures or keep the kitchen floor crumb-free when all your little darlings are underfoot! This has been a winter-and-a-half already, but I will not despair yet. It's February, and while all this snow isn't exactly normal, it is at least seasonally appropriate. I've lived up North (trust me, this is the Frozen North where I come from)--I've lived here long enough to know that the end of winter/where is spring heartbreak will come later. Like April, possibly even May. So I'll not dwell on this week's weather forecasts now (besides, I've stopped watching them). Instead, we'll have a show and tell.

Here are the Valentine shirts, all ready for the recipients:



After church on Sunday, we went out to lunch. When we got home, I discovered a voice mailbox full of messages regarding our Brownie troop's cookie booth for that afternoon. I called and called and left messages all over town . . . and then I went to the grocery store.

While I was in the grocery store, I received no fewer than three calls (and I can go probably an entire week without getting that many calls on my cell phone). When I got to the checkout line, my phone started ringing again while I was loading my groceries onto the conveyor. As I pulled the phone out of my pocket and started to open it to answer it, the darn thing flew out of my hand and crashed onto the floor.

Ooops. (On the plus side, the whole cookie booth drama had resolved itself.) I don't know when I'll get this replaced. We are past due for that "new every two" deal that Verizon uses to keep its customers hooked; Verizon periodically sends us postcard reminders. I don't use the phone all that often, but it is nice to have it for emergencies.

Yesterday, my sister-in-law and mother-in-law came over for a brief visit. The cousins played hard--inside and out. The best part was that Cori brought me some of her eggs.

These are so farm-fresh, I can't stand it! I've known Cori's chickens since they were about a week old, and look at them now! The kids were not as excited as I was, but then I've always been excited by chickens.

And the girls are in school, so I'm not freaking out about the fact that this is happening outside my window right now.