We are stuck in winter. I'm getting SO CRABBY in the afternoons, I feel bad. I try to control it but even I can hear myself sounding like a complete bitch to Ingrid and can't stop myself. I want to run outside without a coat on, or go for a long walk to the park or go to the lake. But it's cold, it snows, it's windy, it's wet. We try to go for a walk around the block, but after a few houses I am already sick of hearing Ingrid complain about being cold. Sigh.
So, we huddle inside. We play with toys. We paint. We make play dough. We play on the iPad far too often. We get squirrely and I yell.
And then I get a drink. At five o'clock. OF COURSE.
Somewhere in there if we're lucky, we take naps. Otis has started to cuddle with a stuffed animal at his naps, which I love. It's usually Mickey or a teddy bear. It's adorable.
And sometimes I actually get around to doing something. I painted Ingrid's room last weekend! No more green stripes! It's a nice muted gray color, and the stripes still show through but it's not nearly as horrible as the green was. I will have better pictures when it's "done."
I also cleaned the basement and tried moving stuff around so it seemed like a place we'd want to use. It's okay, but I just don't feel like hanging out in a basement. An unfinished basement that is COLD right now, even sitting right in front a space heater. I used Ingrid's broken dresser as a TV cabinet, it turned out okay, I think!
The only thing getting me through this month is the fact that March means it's almost spring. Like in a few weeks we can hopefully go outside with smaller jackets on. But it's supposed to snow 6 inches tonight so I don't know...I'm hanging onto that hope.