Friday, January 14, 2011
Now Santa must have know of our glove angst since both kids received a pair in their preferred colour (red/pink) in their stocking. You add to this the 4 pairs I bought this fall, and we should have been tripping over the things.
Since the new year, it has been a morning ritual for Husband or I to race madly around the house looking for 4 gloves. It would help if either Husband or I would remember to start the search the night before.
I will add that gloves are a PERFECT chew toy for a teething puppy. Sydney sometimes puts gloves in the side pocket of her backpack, which is very convenient for a certain white ball of fur to access. It also did not help that the kids wanted to bring their new gloves to school.
On Wednesday we'd had an overnight snow. It had turned to rain by the morning and it was a soupy mess. Husband and I were going to drive in to work together after he dropped the kids off at school. (I was trying to coax a bowel movement out of the dog, who seemed reluctant to do so on a mushy pile of snow.)