We, as a family, are officially fed up with this ridiculous weather!  We would like to here-by state, for the record, that we want summer back.  We miss picnics at the park, going without shoes, wearing only tee-shirts and shorts, going swimming, riding in boats, basking in the sun and all of that fun stuff.  

We want, no we demand an end to -40 wind-chills, shoveling twice a day and cracked finger tips.  If there is going to be snow we want to be able to enjoy it.  What is wrong with a couple 25 degree days huh?!?  Until this issue is resolved, we as a family, are going on STRIKE!  If you need us we'll be in bed under the covers with the heat CRANKED!

Lovin' life at Helen C!

I'm not sure I have the stamina for this all day studying thing!!! I found my old favorite table at Helen C. today and watched the shadows form across the lake. At least that part was nice.

Cody has officially lost his noodle. He is taking tomorrow and Wednesday as vacation days to STUDY!!! What has the world come to? Has the schemer of vacation days finally lost his mind? No, fear not. The rationale goes like this: he's on a hard (time intensive) rotation right now so taking vacation days now versus in the next few months (when he's on easy rotations) makes sense... I think?!? Still, it just doesn't feel right.

Additionally, and perhaps even more disturbing, is that he looked up the hours to Helen C. White library for tomorrow. Can't go to work or people will expect him to do something. I guess it is off to the old stomping grounds. Heidi knows where to find me :o)

Boyce family sledding!

Caleb, Mama and Papa just went sledding at the Monroe-Dudgeon School hill. We had a blast. Caleb went all the way from the top to the bottom in his little yellow sled. He also liked sledding with Papa in the orange sled which for some reason goes a lot faster with Papa on it. Mama went on her tummy which was a one-time-ride and was not copied by either Caleb or Papa. We forgot to take pictures so you'll have to use your imagination. Here is a picture of the hill.

Potty Talk

If it weren't for mothers, there would be no humiliating wedding photos. I, personally, would be absolutely livid if someone posted a picture of me on the toilet, but alas, this photo marks a pivotal event: the first poop a la potty. Congratulations Caleb and here's to hoping you earn many more suckers (Post Poo Potty Treats) in your future!

Tongue Tied

"Open up and say 'ahhhh'"?
Nope.
"Do you want some SEEfood?"
Nu-uh.
"I just ate mashed potatoes and they made me gag"?
No.
"Nah, nah, nah boo boo"?
Hardly.
"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you"?
Definitely not.

OooH, "catching refreshingly icy cool wet snowflakes in a warm muggy mouth"?

ABSOLUTELY!

After Thought

There are things in life that we try to shelter our children from in an attempt to send them on the right path in life. Playing a rifle game in a bar probably should have been one of them.