Snow Day Sun Day

Showered and hair dried, dressed for church before panic horu (a never), having planned my lesson the night before (a seldom).
Went in to wake the girls and found them playing dolls. "Can we get them ready first?" "It is early enough. Sure-IF you get ready nicely when you are done."
Styling my hair in their bathroom (now half done). Phone rings. "Church is Canceled."
Look outside to see a skiff of snow. AWESOME! (is that wrong?)
Wake up Jason. "That's fun." He rolls back over. Back to bed.
Make blueberry (way too heavy on the blue berries) pancakes for Paige and Chase, an egg beagle for me and Renee.
Snow pants on for all (minus sleeping Jason) Tons of belly acking on the dressing and stuffing into puffy pants and boots. Lots of fun. Decide on a plan to go around front and throw snowballs at the master bedroom. Look in and see Jason in the living room. New plan-snowballs at the living room window. Teach kids the valuable lesson of building a snowman...the key is in the ROLLING of the snowball into a mighty mass. Learn a life lesson myself-when there is only a skiff it also adds dirt, grass and sticks to the mix makes for a super strong snowman...who looks like he has had some romps in the forest. Proceeded to roll all the parts of the snowman out front for all see (and to collect a little more snow on him (it really is amazing how even a thin layer of snow, when rolled into a ball really adds up to a lot of snowman). Massive heaving and hawing to get the mere balls to become a real boy. Beckon Jason to go fish the snowman list. Comes back with the essentials. He is complete with broccoli eyes, carrot nose, peanut M&M mouth, stick arms (broken off straight from the tree in the front yard), scarf, and castle bucket hat.
In for hot chocolate-ala-wow aka "coco with the works" fully equipt with marshmellows, whip cream, and peppermint stick. A new family favorite.
On to defrosting to Saturday's Worriers (we had to throw some religion in there).
Laid in bed for an hour talking with Jason about life while the kids played.
Major clean up (full family effort). Discussion insues. Mom has a plan for the "check out" method. Dad says, give them a chance. Tell them they can only play with one kid of toy at a time (totally NEW concept he's sure) and if they are caught with more than one kind out at a time, they get those toys packed up for week. Mom insists that she has tried to instill the one toy, two kinds max rule fruitlessly all week...and this is the 6th time (in 4 days) that this has happened (mostly due to Chase and Chasie dumping out all the containers to play "UPS guys" or to use the containers as beds for their babies. No problem with the PLAYING of the toys, as long as they are put away when they are done. It is the dumping out of unused toys, the hour long clean up per 1/2 hour of play time,  and the wining that ensues because it is "too hard" and "I didn't PLAY with THAT toy, so I shouldn't have to clean it up." Mom gives in. The toys stay.
Dad makes Nachos for dinner; complete with velveda cheese, ground beef, salsa, olives, tomatoes, chips.
Dad gets his exercise by wrestling the kids, which started by "laying" on Renee "If i put my full weight on you I would CRUSH you." The makings of a true pig pile. On goes Paige and then Chase. Mom gets kicked off. Horse ride for the kids turns into bucking bronco.
Paige and Chase present us with presents wrapped in towels and tissue paper.
Two chapters from the last Chronicles of Narnia book. Up to bed.
Second major clean up. "How did this happen during dinner and wrestling?" Dad says, "Well, you didn't explain the new rules of loosing toys for the week. Without further discussion, Mom puts into effect the "Check Out" method by transferring all the containers of toys to the TOP shelf of the closet. Upon request she will happily get down any desired kind of toy -ONE at a time. When each toy is put away, she will gladly exchange it out for a new one.
Girls tucked in.
Mom lays with Chase.
Hilarious bedtime talk with Chase. Way too many funny things in domino effect to keep track of.

Chase: "Mom, put your arm up."
Mom goes to put her arm in the air, to put it behind Chase's head to snuggle him.
Chase puts his face in her armpit and kisses it. "I kiss your thing in there."
Mom: "Why did you do that?"
Chase: "It yucky in there. I want to kiss it."
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Chase: "Mom, you got big arms."
Mom: "Thanks. Now go to sleep."
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Chase: "Mom, you got crazy hair."
Mom: "You're a crazy boy."
Chase: "You a crazy chicken."
Mom: "Your a chicken nugget."
Chase: "You a bed bed.
Mom: "Go to sleep silly."
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Some of the many precious moments that you just "had to be there" for.
TV date night with Jason.
Grateful prayers that we had a wonderful forced family day. Even more grateful that tomorrow is a day off of school for Martin Luther King Jr. Day.