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Another Snow Day


Too wet to go out, too cold to play ball, so we sat in the house and did nothing at all.  

Avery and Tucker put on their winter stuff immediately following breakfast and hit the new-fallen snow in the backyard, Avery still a little disappointed that school was cancelled as she was going to meet with her reading teacher again today.  Milo watched, bleary-eyed from his tantrum this morning, then went back to play with the abandoned train set that he now had all to himself.



Every few minutes he gets up, looks out the door, probably to make sure Tucker isn't coming back in anytime soon, then sends Mavis or James down the rickety bridge, down the hill and back up again.

He has become more than attached to Chet, which happened to Piper too.  Chet headed out the door for school this morning in this blizzard and Milo threw an all out, state-of-the-art, top-of-the-line tantrum.  He landed on the floor after throwing himself out of my arms, rolling around and around, screaming, wailing, picking up trains and throwing them, lunging back for my arms, lunging back out of my arms, crawling with his head down towards the front door, crawling back in disappointment and wailing, "Da-ay!  Da-ay!"  I tried flagging him down, letting him know that 50% of his parents was still available for his assistance but this wasn't good enough for him.

In church on Sunday, he sat with Chet to start, then cruised over to me, wanting to play with my necklace.  Piper took the opportunity to come sit with her daddy and Milo made it known that this was not allowed.  He kicked Piper off of Chet's lap and sat, content, pleased with his decision.

I've always said, my kids skip the terrible two's but they certainly make up for it as ornery one's.

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