Saturday, Dad finally had time to play in the snow with the kids. The only problem was that it rained Thursday and Friday, so a lot of the snow had melted. The decided to build a snow cave in the back yard.

Ella woke up from her nap, and wanted to play, too.

She preferred to jump on the tramp while the boys built the fort.

The finished fort. The loved climbing on it way more than climbing in it.

Remember how I said we were stuck at home for a few days while Kevin took the car to work? Ella kept herself busy.

I heard her say “uh oh, Mom.” I only gave her a cheese and cracker snack pack. How the heck did she get that much cheese in her hair?

Then, the next day, I was partially passed out on the couch. I’ll admit it. Ella had been quiet, so I asked Jameson to see what Ella was doing. I know. Mother of the year. The next thing I hear is Jameson yell, “No Ella! That’s too much food!” What the heck? I jump off the couch and turn the corner to find this…

She dumped a brand new bottle of fish food into the tank. Great. I should be grateful that all the food went into the tank and not all over the floor, but honestly, the floor would be easier to clean. We ended up having to through the rocks out, because we couldn’t get the food out of it. We’re on our third time cleaning the tank. Oh, I love her, I love her, I love her.

We had a small break in the storm until Tuesday afternoon. The snow continued through Wednesday, and the kids were so excited to play.

Kevin had been out of town on a business trip, and I was getting nervous he wouldn’t be able to fly in. The airport was closed Wednesday morning from 6 am till noon. His flight was supposed to come in at 3 pm. I was checking his flight status, and he was calling saying they were boarding. Wednesday into Thursday was supposed to be the worst of the storm. There were power outages starting, and I didn’t want to be alone, with 2 kids, pregnant, in a dark cold house. That would really stink. Luckily, he called when his flight landed. If I had to, I was going to pick him up, but he actually made it home in his car.

I was so glad when he pulled up. I think the airport even closed back down that night after his plane came in. Even my home teacher called to check on me, knowing Kevin wasn’t home. Our power stayed on, though, and we didn’t have any problems. Kevin even went into work Thursday and Friday. Which meant, I was stuck at home with no car. That’s ok, though. We were just glad Kevin made it home.