We had a few mishaps:
There was an ice storm on Friday. Many students were freaking out about the oncoming storm, and wanted to take my exam early to get out of town. I knew if I opened that door everyone would want to do that. I 1/2 lied and said, "I can't. It's because of accreditation hours." If I let some take a test early, and not others it tends to show favoritism and they could discuss the answers on the test. The storm didn't happen until it was close to the time I was off work, which was way after the students left. Lucky me...I got to battle it after grading all day. Ha!
It continued to snow on top of ice throughout the night. This lady right here (fingers pointing at myself) cleared the snow off my Subaru, and dropped my Civic car keys. I looked so many places and could not find them. It's not like me to loose things. I could have gotten so much done had I not had to look for keys. Isaak helped me look. He was such a concerned little individual. Mica found them in the snow outside. Hey they still work!
The ceiling where the fireplace is at started dripping. Apparently there's too much moisture condensation up there. :( Travis will need to put in bigger vents up in the attic in the spring. For now we're taking shorter showers. It sucks because taking a warm shower that's not long, but not fast was my most relaxing time. Oh wells!
I'm behind in wrapping gifts. At least I have all my shopping done. Here's the thing...one year Travis got mad that he didn't know what I bought. I told him he could go travel to see his parents, but needed to look at what I bought first. Then I could start wrapping them, while he was gone. We were both too busy. He left without looking at anything. I buy the gifts, I wrap most of them, but he has to see them. Goof!
Isaak, "Mom can you make pancakes on a weekday, since Dad is gone?"
I didn't make them on a weekday, but did on Saturday. For the record Isaak loves foodie art. Mica says, "I'm too old for this."
We handed out a lot of cards during the week. This is our card this year. Isaak's into basketball and Mica's into playing the trumpet, so this is what I came up with.
We went to Pier One to pick out a mug for Travis. Mica was drying dishes, and dropped his favorite mug. At the store the boys gravitated to these hats: