Plans for the day changed just a bit when a snowstorm came through the region and the kids — oh, happy day — ended up home with us. We had a nice day, the six of us hanging out by the fire, eating and talking, mocking Christmas specials that my daughter had looked up on her laptop. But it wasn't quite what we had envisioned.
Snow gathering on the back step, right at the beginning of the storm. I always stop to admire the pattern of the fresh snow before stepping into it.
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I'd gotten out the massage oil and lingerie.
I'm sure the kids will love to read this one. :-)
Yeah, I've already been told by my daughter that it's TMI.
Ah drat! That is one snow day too many? ;-)
I love your family stories, btw.
Didn't you have to kick your daughter out of the house for this special day a few years ago?
"My husband had taken off of work: I'd gotten the massage oil and lingerie."
Way to be blatant about your illicit doings.
Well, reschedule!
Even a supermom like you needs a day alone with her husband.
And to second what elsewhere said, the post for when you had to bribe Daughter out of the house with your credit card had me laughing out loud.
Laughing.
This is the post you're both thinking of.
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