On Saturday #189 (#9 for Harper) my son and I woke up before the baby or their Dad. We looked outside to see it was snowing, Roo is fascinated with snow now that he has watched Frosty the Snowman countless times. Every 10 minutes or so he would run to the window or door and tell me "Snow" with a magical look on his face. After the baby had been fed and changed she went back to sleep (it is exhausting to be a cute little thing!) so I took the video monitor to my husband and told him I was taking Roo out for a snowy walk.
My son was excited. We were avid walkers until the baby was born. This was our first walk alone together in 9 weeks. He brought me his boots, my boots and our coats and jumped with joy, literally.
We got bundled up and headed out into the world. I let him lead the way. We held hands and kicked snow on each other. We were very happy to be together on a quiet, snowy walk.
Roo loves to walk to the gas station about 3/4 of a mile from our house to get a juice. That is what he wanted to do, he kept tugging my hand saying "Juice! Juice please!" So we walked to get a juice.
We really had a great walk. We chatted with each other, we laughed, we kicked snow. He picked out a juice and I told him he could pick a cookie for after lunch, if he would eat his lunch. He is a sucker for cookies and agreed.
When we got home we were both chilly, we felt great from the much needed exercise and I came home to a clean house. When I walked in and didn't trip over any toys and I saw my husband holding Harper my heart melted. That is romance. Cleaning for your wife and taking care of the baby as soon as you wake up.
The snow continued through the day. It was perfect timing for a snow day. We spent the day at home. I had Saturday work (and a lot of it too) so I spent the day writing.
My son and husband went outside and built a snowman After the snowman, Roo came in to cuddle in a blanket and snack on Popcorn, he begged to watch Frosty the Snowman again. Then we had a nice dinner followed by story-time (We read How Does Santa Get Dressed and a Dinosaur Train book), we gave the kids their baths. When they were tucked into bed my husband and I agreed to watch a movie (that wasn't of my sons choosing) but as it turned out we both thought sleeping on the couch was a better idea. What a Saturday night.
I look forward to spring time when we can get out and about and enjoy time outdoors together, the 4 of us. Our weekends have certainly taken a change for the less than exciting. I can recall once upon a time a weekend meant a get away, just the 2 of us, or a weekend out with friends, hitting all of the trendy clubs, or maybe going to a concert. My weekends are spent wiping noses, changing diapers, watching cartoons making pancakes and shopping these days. Weekends aren't action packed anymore, I am okay with that. Sometimes it is hard to remember how I spent my time before I had kids. It seems like as soon as I became a mom all of that stuff became unimportant, a distant memory. There is no where I would rather be than hanging out with my kids on a weekend, making each one count for something, even if it is something like taking a walk with my 3 year old, it is a memory. I am going to try to remember to include a photo of the kids each week. When the series is over I will look back on it and see my children grow up one Saturday at a time.
Here is Harper at 9 weeks old! The Christmas Baby!