Being sick in the snow

With all the chaotic running around with Christmas we've all caught a cold. I can handle when I'm sick, it's not fun - but when the kids are sick it breaks my heart. I've been up with Amelia because she's been flemmy and throwing it up, with the barking dog cough. Landen's a trooper and coughing and has a runny nose but doesn't act like anything is wrong with him. So, it's not like we're on our death beds or anything, but it's no fun and I just want to be better so we can really get back to normal.

Here Landen and Amelia are taking a rest from the dreadful cough and snotty nose.

Landen and I ventured out into the snow yesterday morning. I wanted to take him out Friday afternoon when the big wet snow let up, but he didn't wake up from his nap until it was dark. I was bummed because I wanted to build a snowman and the next day the snow was already light and fluffy and wouldn't stick together. We had a good time anyway - for the 1/2 or less we were out there. We made snow angels, went sledding (sort of), pretended to make snow balls, but just ended up picking up snow and throwing it. Then Landen got snow in his face (oops - my fault) and snow in his boots so we came in for some hot chocolate with marshmallows

Here we are - Landen is on his snowmobile sled that I'm pulled and the other he's ready to come in, but grouchy because he didn't really want to come in.