SNOW! Good grief, from the news you'd think the Storm of the Century was about to hit. The predictions start at 6 inches. Yowza! Anywho...John made the mandatory panic trip to the supermarket so we could stock up (him and 500 other people he fought through to get to the checkout). "We could be snow bound for days!" OK, hun. What ever you say. I just want the phone to ring at 5:30am again (darn that school emergency auto-phone-tree) so we can all sleep in.
In other news...I had an experience today that I've heard about from other mothers and always dreaded. Max removed his poo filled diaper and created a scene of poopie carnage right in the middle of my new rug. Of course it had to be the new rug. I had flashbacks to when Ty was this age and the moms in my mother's group would joke about using duct tape to prevent their little ones from doing this horrific act. Some really DID use duct tape. I just kept Ty perpetually in onsies so he couldn't get at the diaper tabs.
Now people, that THERE is some snow! Am I right? ;-)