So I finally got the pictures off my camera. Which means I finally hooked up the hard drive J got me for Christmas. So no exploding computer! Well, at least not because of the mama-razzi.
First things first, I don't want anyone to think I was making up excuses when I cut it short previously. I couldn't post the picture then, due to the aforementioned exploding, but here's my proof.
Not much to say about life in Vermont right now. It's cold. Sometimes very cold. And it snows. Sometimes a little. Sometimes alot.
It can be boring, but when the temperature creeps above 20, we do our best to get out. Often we go out just so we can go in somewhere else! Yesterday we ventured to "Open Gym" at a local elementary school. Imagine a gymnasium filled with balls, tumbling mats, scooter-type things, tunnels, balance beams and jump ropes. Fun, right? Now cram in 50 children under the age of 5 and their parents. A little chaotic, to say the least. Of course Sam had a total blast. But the adults? A million small coronaries. A constant state of wince as the one-year-olds wobble whilst the 4 year olds whiz balls by their heads. Add to that the two year olds, with their negative levels of impulse control and stern belief that every toy on the planet belongs to them.
And then there was the baby strapped to my body.
Perhaps I exaggerate a bit. I doubt most of the parents shared my anxiety. It's just in that environment Sam gets a little...over-stimulated. He requires quite a bit of oversight, lest he clothes-line a 10 month old with a hoolahoop on his way to the janitors closet to eat floor wax. Not easy while Joe is dangling under my chin.
Again, I exaggerate. And as we left, Sam was elated. Vibrating, but elated. Which makes me feel silly for all my little panics.
I gladly sacrifice my fragile nerves for a little fun.
And the Nap Gods looked favoribly upon us...3 and a half hours. Amen.
Now for a few more nuggets from the camera dump. You're Welcome Grandma! :-)