The kids and David started the day by snowblowing and shoveling the driveway. This is Hattie's new favorite thing to do. She has her own shovel too. We also have a big enough snow pile again that we have our own little sledding hill so we took a few runs of Chapman Hill. We really should go over to Jeanne's house across the street - she has a long, wicked hill down to the river bank.
After shoveling and sledding (me still in my PJ's under snow gear), we decided to head to the barn for some nose petting. The ponies had icecicles hanging from their fur. BRRRRR. Poor Tinky. 
We actually bought her a really nice winter blanket a couple years back, but she keeps ruining it. Still, it's so cozy to run your hands through the thick winter coat of a pony in the winter and snuggle their muzzle. Sometimes, I still want a horse, but not enough to actually have one right now (thankfully, David says.)
Things were going well until Hattie's melt-down in Ace hardware on the way home. She wanted to buy TWO birds (that means ALL of them.) She had her arms totally full headed to the check-out. Are you kidding me? They were so lucky to get to buy one a piece! (little audubon stuffed birds that have real bird sounds in them - we have a collection.) Yes, I can say no too. I had already said no to the $9 each ice block molds.Then, it was again, an afternoon and evening full of contention and no place to go. School and work were a welcome reprieve for David and Grace on Tuesday. David even snuck out of town and left us all here to fight it out!
Tuesday evening, Grace went to her first Taekwondo class. She's extremely into martial arts right now (China thing) and is dying to take a class. We went to try one out. We're trying another place out tomorrow. She did all the stances, punches, and kicks. She was really good at it. Since her dance teacher flaked out on us in November, she hasn't had a good physical outlet. So, this will be good until we make a decision about finding a new dance place (or not.)
Grace also brought home "Dogsled Dude, the Penguin" from school. I guess this is the new thing at school - to pass around a school sponsored stuffed animal all year and write about the things you do with it before you pass it on again. When "Honey Bear" came home from pre-school late last spring, and we were one of the last families to get him, he was in pretty bad shape and terribly dirty and gross. It took the energy in every cell of my being to stop myself from having Honey Bear's first "activity" at our house in the washing machine with the appropriate picture of me holding him by the toe with 2 fingers as I dropped him in the washer. My mom pointed out that he might not come out alive and get ruined. So, we kept the grungy little guy and journaled our weekend with him. Dogsled Dude has a similar past, I think. He's a little cleaner than Honey Bear, but oh, I want to give him a bath! Penguins swim, right? I resisted again, fearing that we would be his undoing and we've been logging his activities with us. We really didn't go anywhere today (except I went to be the room mom at Grace's class) so he's been a couch potato. He did get to do the moon-bounce last night and he's met all of our audubon birds. Hattie keeps taking him from Grace (more melt-downs.) Grace will be sad when she has to take him back to class tomorrow.
Oh, Hattie will now wear a pony tail when her hair gets in her face and is all static clingy. At least she knows pony tails have a function, even if she doesn't understand how cute they are!
Well, I guess that's all I've got for now.
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