Baby it's cold outside...

Well yea, that's an understatement if you ask me. It's only going to get colder and I get pretty moody when I'm cold. Why? I'm not so sure...I just know Hubs stays glued to his Xbox and stays out of the the way. Hayden isn't in such a good mood herself, maybe because her hands almost froze off playing in the snow. Even more reason for Hubs to want to stay in another room, he's surrounded by moody girls all the way around.

Poor guy.

Maybe I'll go make him some cookies in a little bit, you know my way of saying, "Sorry, yes, I'm cold and moody" without just really coming out and admitting it to him.

I woke up to snow this morning and a foot in my face (who else, Hayden of course!), we got alot less than we were supposed to. Which is good, because even with a couple of inches were always stranded at home because of where we live. It consists of going down a steep hill and back up another one and I'd rather not pay my $500 deductable for sliding into a tree or feeling like I'm on a rollercoaster just sailing on down the hill...

Man I am crabby today...I apologize. I'll make you some cookies too.

We did go outside for a little bit though. We had that good fluffy snow, perfect for sledding, so that is just what we did! My dog, Homer, was going full speed and hopping all over the place in it, he kinda looked like a big ole white rabbit in the woods, then Hayden chased after him and feel face first, which resulted in her taking off her gloves, then her hands almost falling off, and then a nervous breakdown happened.

Time to go back in the house!

I did manage to get some really cute pics of them though. Sadie missed out on all the fun, she was napping, but I don't think she would have really liked it anyways, she's kinda weird like that and would have probably had a nervous breakdown herself. It's too cold for that cuddle bug to be out in that anyways...even though my cuddle bug has not been so cuddly lately. Shes been a butthead! (Yes, I did just call my baby a butthead) She fed Homer her Pop-tart this morning and then got mad at me because he ate it. I don't like a 1 year old pointing her little chubby finger at me and crying. I actually was kinda starting to convince myself I took the pop-tart away from her and fed it to him.

Oh man, it's only 2 p.m. It's going to be a long day...what to do, what to do...

Well here's one thing I'll do, I'll share my pics with you all!

Well there they are, my little snow bunnies. Were actually supposed to get another snow storm on Sunday, we'll see how much we get out of that one!

I'm going to make some cookies now and go redeem myself.

Kirby

The crabby one...