Go, Go, Goers!

Last Monday was such a good day...I took the day off to take care of both Ava and Garrett, but Ava ended up having school (make up day) and at 9:30pm on Sunday, I got a text letting me know that daycare was open on Monday.  That meant I had a day all to myself at home, which never, EVER happens.  Instead of taking it easy, I was super productive and got a long list of things done.  And it felt great!  Fast forward to Friday...well, actually Thursday night.  We got hit with a massive winter storm.  My drive home from work wasn't horrible, but I had to run (slide?) to the grocery store after I made it to Rosemount, and WOW, that was a tricky ride home.  I swear, in the 20 minutes I was in the grocery store, the heavens opened up and dropped some really nasty, wet, heavy stuff that had been fluffy, white flakes just moments before.  When I finally made it home, I promptly got stuck in the driveway, and then in the street.  Poor Scott had to come...

When I take pics of Ava and Garrett, I usually end up taking 30 of them, and I'll be lucky if one or two turns out well, where both are looking at the camera, and maybe even with a grin or two.  We had a picture perfect moment yesterday, with Ava holding Garrett, while both were sitting on our bed.  By the time I ran back with the camera, the moment had deteriorated, but...let's capture the moment anyway! I love Ava's big bored eyes in this one, like "Why won't he be quiet?  I'm trying to stuff a pacifier in his mouth!" Ava says, "I have completely lost interest in holding Garrett, and would much rather watch SpongeBob..." And, done.  Garrett is now closer to the unicorn's butt, than he is to his sister.  But, I think he has stopped crying.  Bonus! We also located Ava's Bumbo chair and decided to see how Garrett liked a different view of the world.  We noticed he was starting to get a bald spot from lying down in his c...

Another week, another blink of an eye...and I only managed to take two pictures in the last seven days!  Poor G, at least I have a baby book started for him! So, while schools were in session for five days this past week, Ava was only there for four of them.  She was sent home with a fever and a froggy voice on Tuesday morning.  Thank goodness for Grandpa Whitey who was able to watch her during the day, so Scott and I could stay at work.  Her fever stuck around for a very short amount of time and she went back to school on Wednesday.  She didn't have any red days at school this week, but did manage to talk so much at school that she didn't finish her school work AT school, and had to bring it home to finish it here.  It came with a nice little note from her teacher about how Ava needs to focus and STOP TALKING so much.  (Her note wasn't in caps - that's just my frustration coming through!)  I have a feeling it's just going to get worse...that gi...

Maybe, just MAYBE, this coming week, Ava will be in school for five whole days.  In a ROW.  Last Monday and Tuesday, schools were closed again due to the arctic temps.  However, unlike Polar Vortex, Part One...this time, I had to go to work.  So, Scott and I worked out a crazy schedule where he went in at 12:30am, came home at 9:30am, I took G to daycare and left for work, and then Scott was a walking zombie for the rest of the day.  A big shout out to Grandma Deb who came to our rescue on Tuesday...she watched Ava for the day, so Scott didn't have to go in at the stroke of midnight.  But when you start your week off as a zombie, you never quite shake that mode until the weekend... I hear the groundhog saw his shadow - so six more weeks of winter?  That would be AWESOME if we only had six more weeks of winter!  Let's not do a repeat of last year where it was still snowing in May. So, in Ava's three days of school this week, she managed to have...