First: "mum" - A valentines gift

At last, my love has come along
my lonely days are over
and life is like a song

At last, the stars above are blue
my heart was wrapped up in clover
the night I looked at you

I found the dream that I could speak to
a dream that I can call my own
I found the thrill to press my cheek to
a thrill that I have never known

You smile, you smile, and then the spell is cast
and here we are in heaven
boy you are mine at last.

Rueben finally said "mum"... which I'm claiming as mine. I've been waiting too long to hear him say mom, or mommy, or mama, or any other variant, so when he uttered 'mum' at bedtime on Sunday night, I couldn't have been more thrilled.

A little hard work never hurt anyone.

We had a big dump of snow last week. It fell overnight and accumulated to about a foot. The next morning, we headed out to buy a snow shovel so I could shovel the sidewalk in front of our house (it's the law here, don't you know!) when, at the the store, Ethan saw some shovels that were just his size.

"Can I get a shovel too?"

"Of course. Are you going to help me shovel the snow?"

"Of course!"

So, we started with the driveway, then shoveled the sidewalk. Here is Ethan, proudly displaying is shovel. Then we discovered that when you drop the handle into a snowbank, it makes a cool shape. So, we spent 15 minutes dropping our shovels... sigh.

After all that shovelling, we warmed up inside with hot chocolate and a movie night and listened to .50 clang around inside Ethan's allowance jar.

A Nativity Song

First...

Day of School. I know, it's a little late, but the pictures got lost in the shuffle of things. Better late than never!