Let's try this again

Don't get me wrong, I'm still in the depths of despair over the whole "it's still winter" thing. And what's even sadder is that it's not like I can just pack it in and spend the rest of the day cuddled up next to a heat-generating GH under my fluffy fluffy down comforter. Because I can't. Today is the day where I work 4 hours in the morning, get 4 hours off to go do awesome things like grocery shopping, and then go work 4 more hours. Jealous?

I did want to report on a weekend highlight, though.

You may remember that we gave the Precii the Christmas gift of a date. There are technically 4 Precii now, adding in GH's little niece and nephew (5 and baby). And I have to tell you, I'm really liking the date idea as a gift. Instead of just opening something Christmas morning in a sugar-fueled haze and then forgetting about it, they get to think about what they want to do and then get excited for it. GH's nephew kept telling everyone that we were taking him to the movies to see Madagascar 2, and Savvy put a lot of effort into planning her outfit and selecting refreshments for the Dinosaur Museum.

GH's nephew's (must choose a name for him) mom warned us that if there are scary bits during movies he covers his eyes with his hands. (I can sympathise with this ailment, actually. I went to see Coraline in 3-D, got scared, and clapped my hands over my eyes. Forgot that I was wearing sturdy plastic 3-D sunglasses. Slammed said sunglasses into bridge of nose, so was then scared and hurting.) What we didn't know, though, about the little guy is that not only does he clap his hands over his eyes while alarmed but he also yells really loud. Lucky for us we were at the dollar theater.

The Dinosaur Museum was great fun on Saturday and on the way back to our place we asked them if they'd liked the museum. Savvy's answer: "Yes, but I like playing the Wii at GH's house even more." So . . . I guess that's 20 bucks we could have saved ourselves. Around this time Savvy and Ethan discovered how to lower and raise the windows in my car. On I-15. I raised them back up, they put them back down, while I was trying to figure out how to get them up and then lock the controls, while driving. Finally, this happened:

Me: "Guys, I will pull over right now and we will go home."

Silence.

I finished adjusting the windows, then locked the controls.

GH: "Geez, mom . . . "

Yeah. That was a fun little glimpse into the next 20 years of life.

Also? It just started snowing again. Please excuse me while I curl up into fetal position somewhere.