Snow

We have a foot on the ground at this point, and Silas is warming (?) to it, pushing a snow shovel around the walk.  He may enjoy it more if I were more creative in giving him tools. I had more fun so far in the snow, building a snow fort for Silas, which was subsequently damaged during a late-night snowball fight outside.  I saw it happen, and went outside to request they fix it, but they did a crap job.

His favorite word this week is “mahai.” Grandma Weaver speculated it might mean “me have,” which is as likely as anything. Sometimes he just hollers it by himself though.

Silas is also sick again, with a runny nose and some coughing, though it doesn’t bother him much. Yesterday he pulled a wet wipe out of the bag and blew his nose in it without prompting. It pleasantly surprised us. Other times we’ll say “let’s wipe your nose” and he promptly wipes his nose with the back of his hand, smearing it to the four corners of the world. The worst of his teething is over now but we’re struggling to get him to sleep on time. We formed some bad habits over the past week. He sleeps in the late morning but if his nap gets cut short then we’re in for trouble. Not a problem exclusive to these two parents I’m sure.

Here are photos of the Quad after the first snow fall, and the scene yesterday while watching Silas and Kai together at our house.