I'm working on a long post about our weekend but for right now this is the best I can do...
We got home from snowboarding on Sunday afternoon to find 30 inches of snow on our front yard.
THANKFULLY I had had the presence of mind to call my neighbor and beg her to send her plow guy over to our house so the driveway was plowed. Honestly after the weekend I'd had snowboarding I could NOT have shoveled all that snow.
Even with the driveway plowed there was still a lot of shoveling to be done before we could get into the house and the kids weren't dressed to be outside so I decided to take the kids and drive over to the beach house to make sure it was ok while my husband shoveled a walkway into the house and made sure everything was okay inside.
When I got out of the passenger side and walked around to the drivers side my husband opened the door to the back seat to kiss the kids goodbye.
I saw my opening and I took it. I grabbed a chunk of snow from the ground and lobbed it into the backseat.
It arced over my husbands head, sending slow down onto the back of his neck and sailed across the three kids in the back seat, landing in the far child's lap (my DARLING daughter.)
My son yelled, "Give me the snow!" to my daughter so that he could fire it back at me.
"No!" she objected making sure he couldn't retaliate.
"HIPPIE!" he yelled.
You're obviously raising some of your children right. Gotta work on the youngest though.
Posted by: Dan | February 12, 2013 at 09:28 AM
Love this.
In our house, that line is followed up by one of the parents saying, "We don't rent to hippies".
Posted by: OnlyAngi | February 12, 2013 at 10:25 AM
How could you all go snowboarding and then the kids aren't dressed for snow? Did they strip naked and throw the clothes out the window?
Posted by: joeinvegas | February 12, 2013 at 02:45 PM
"Antidisestablishmentarianism" is one of my favorite Honeymooner's episodes. "I'll spell it when you pay me $64,000 to spell it"
Posted by: mks | February 13, 2013 at 09:09 AM