Change

Today, I woke up to "change". I could feel it even before I opened my eyes. And as my sleepy mind came more into focus I realized the chill in the air. I recognized this chill, and it wasn't coming from the change in weather that left a blanket of new fallen snow, reflecting light through my window. It was the same chill that settled in my body last night after California's votes were called and declared a blue state, sealing our fate..... An Obama led America. (Some of you may not agree with some of this, but this is MY blog, therefore MY opinion :P).

I was blue, eventhough I voted red. All I wanted to do was pull the covers over my head and not get up for 4 years. But, duty calls and I had kids to get to school. Plus, as I mentioned we had our first snow fall of the season, which always entails the great search for boots, gloves, snowcoats, and I would need extra time. It hit me then how "messy" my world had just become (ie:socialist leader, gloves & hats everywhere, wet snow soaking clothes creating more laundry, etc.).

Though as I opened the blinds, I marveled at how beautiful things looked all draped in white, my day brightened. As I walked the boys to school I noticed the peace and quiet as the snow dampened the sounds around us and that no matter how grey the skies were, the snow still glistened and reflected the light. And so as I walked home to the national anthem playing from the schools PA, I realized that though my leader of choice may not have been elected and I may not like the choices that are made for my America the next 4 years, I can still follow the ultimate leader. And that by following him, I can be a bright spot that no matter how grey the sky gets or how the storms blow I can still reflect light- his light. And for me and my family that will create peace. So I felt like I could go on and that things would be okay.

Emma's 1st time with snow.

That was until I got home a saw the mess of the great "snow clothes hunt" and Ben's whiny voice wanting to go out in the snow. Since Emma was intrigued by the white stuff outside, and this is her first real time of experiencing snow. I decided what the heck. So I found her some boots that somewhat fit and put on the coat handed down from her cousins (Thanks, Shaleece and Maysa!) while Ben donned his boots, and being the hard headed 4 year old that he is, decided he only needed a scarf with his PJ's to brave the snow and out we went. (Yes, mom. I got Ben his coat.)

Silly Ben without his coat!

Emma didn't quite know what to do especially since she had a hard time moving in the oversized coat & boots. But she didn't like that cold white stuff when she fell over in it. So I picked her up and stood her up on the sidewalk, figuring she could just look at it. Well, she promptly fell over face first into the cement. Poor baby, her binki hit the cement and cut her lip.

At this point, I think that it is safe to say, that Emma is not enjoying her first experience with snow. Now, that Emma is screaming, I figure we are done having fun in the snow, so it's time to go in the house. Well, those plans didn't exactly match up with what Ben had in mind. Because now Ben is YELLING (and those of you who know Ben, know he can yell) at me 'cause he doesn't want to go in yet and I think to myself is it too late to go back to bed, pull the covers high over my head and stay there? Wake me up in 4 years will ya?

The mess from the great snow clothes search, not including the tote with boots in it in the crawlspace that has been dumped.

Emma- "I'm done with this stuff!"

See mom, proof- Ben has a coat on.