1. Newsworthy —
Last week in Southside Virginia we got some snow, or “Schnee” as they say in Germany. Snow sounded way too obvious and boring a description for this post, so I took the liberty of spicing things up with a linguistic challenge for the non-German speaking folks.
The Schnee was kind of a big deal for this region of Virginia. It was certainly the most (7 inches) I’ve seen since moving to the area almost five years ago.
2. Personal progress —
I am finally catching up on some photo projects that got pushed to the side last year. I’ve been kind of obsessive lately about getting prints made, creating some online albums, editing, and sorting images. On top of that, the photo book I made for Vivian’s First Year just arrived yesterday. It’s been a labor of love, but I am happy with the way it turned out.
3. Writer’s world —
As I mentioned last week, I am pleased with the way List of Seven is working out this year, but I do know there are some draw backs to list style writing. Mostly, it’s viewed as an overused tactic. Think about it — how many top tens or twenty ways or five tips do you see in print these days? Heck, even to Paul Simon sang a song about 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover. Lists are everywhere.
The point is though, that while lists are sometimes overused, there are still advantages to this writing style. WordPress writer michelle w. of the Daily Post validated that for me last week in a blog post titled Three Reasons to Love Lists (No, Really!).
The three reasons?
(My commentary is in parenthesis because I like parenthesis almost as much as I like lists).
- Lists help you organize your own thoughts (Hooray, I made that point last week!)
- List are highly sharable (Aha, readers!)
- Lists are comedy gold (I knew I was funny!)
With that, I will provide a-completely-unrelated-to-anything-I-have-just-said number four. Number four in my list of seven, that is. Not not number four in the Three Reasons to Love Lists because that would be too many reasons.
Geesh, maybe there are too many lists out there….
4. Photo of the week —
In the calm before the snow, we ventured out to the Greensboro Children’s Museum. The kids had a blast!
5. Picture-less moment —
When I put clean sheets on our bed last week, I realized that one of the pillow cases was actually being used on Lance’s pillow because I changed his pillow case a few days prior due to snot and drool. I didn’t change his sheets because I had just put them on, but the pillow case demanded attention. The sheets could stay. The pillow case had to go.
So when I changed our sheets we were short a pillow case. I actually have a third set of sheets, but they were also dirty just like the ones I stripped off. There I was, left with clean sheets on our bed minus one pillow case — Jan’s, of course. You didn’t think I would short myself I pillow case did you?! I think not.
The moral to this convoluted story? Jan is now using Lance’s formerly drooly/snotty pillow case that I washed in the interim. (Promise honey!).
What I am trying to say here is that when I look at Jan laying his head down on an ABC pillow case it kind of makes me chuckle. Not so much for Lance though. He exclaimed with shock, “Hey! That’s my pillow case!” at first sight of it on our bed. Jan responded by telling him he had to borrow it, which made me chuckle even more.
You may need to be a parent to appreciate the humor in the situation, but it’s like borrowing money out of your kids piggy bank because you need cash to pay the pizza man. Or using one of your kids’ toothbrushes after yours falls into the toilet.
In the end, we’re a family that helps each other in times of dire need. Even if the help is coming in the form of an ABC pillow case.
Bonus moral to this convoluted story? If you are looking for a reason to have kids, I would put borrowing from them high on your list. The pizza man will get paid, and you will be cavity-free.
6. Parenting thought —
We’ve had so much fun in the snow. Jan and my childhood winter memories relived through our kids who don’t know much about snow. Even Vivian took a run down the hill in a sled with me. Of course, Lance was the one who couldn’t get enough. After getting stuck under a bush (oops) on his initial slide down the hill, the tears quickly dried (or maybe they froze?), and he was officially initiated.
His favorite sled quickly became an inner tube style one that he coined the “gummy sled.” From there on out, it was all about sliding and more sliding, building “Sam” the Snowman, digging, “ice skating” on frozen puddles, exploring snow banks, and “checking conditions” on a walk the day after the “big” snow.
I’d say snow suits my two guys.
The day after the snow storm, we called the “Virginia clean-up crew” to plow this mess, but I think the sun did most of the work.
7. Humor —
Parental Warning: On Valentine’s Day, if you see your three-year-old son’s hands pressed purposely together on his little sister’s cheeks so hard that he’s giving her a fish face, he’s probably putting conversation stickers on her.
May your cheeks be rosy from the chill of playing in the snow this week. Or may your cheeks upturn in a smile similar to Vivian’s at the sight of sun peaking through grey skies to melt the snow (especially in the Northeast).
Have great week,
The Banter Lady