Snow Job

Monday Monday

Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahh ah!

So we get rid of the cold and in comes the snow huh? Fabulous. But I will stop complaining because I would MUCH rather have this snow than have the cold weather. So what do you think of that Weather God? Don’t make me come up there.

This weekend was nice, Friday night John and I went for Mexican and watched some left over Tivo from the past week. He’s been working his tootie off which has given me plenty of time to get caught up with You’re The One That I Want. Really getting down to the wire over there.

Saturday his family was arriving in town, his mom and dad and his sister and her 3 year old, Lauren. We frantically cleaned as much as possible for the onslaught of dog and baby and settled in for their arrival.

Lauren is a little bundle of laughter and screams, cute smiles while she drags you around the house for an “adventure” and soft little girl kisses on your face and an occasional leg hug as she comes bounding across the floor. She woke me and John up on Sunday, a little pajama-rolled smile bouncing all over us, her mouth open wide in sheer joy as Remo tried to get the same attention she was, and of course my mind thought “this is what it would be like if we had kids”.

And then the happy screaming starts, and the stomping, and the occasional cry, and the dog is jumping and Lauren is jumping and Lauren’s mom is repeating her name over and over with different requests to wipe her nose or drink her milk or say “thank you” and “please” and her mom can’t even eat a bite of food and Lauren is sticking chapsticks in her mouth and almost hitting her head on the table and then she screams and bounces up and down again and poops her diaper and pees her diaper and refuses to eat and screams in the restaurant and drops food all over and all five of us are working to take care of her and all five of us can barely manage and I thought…”this is what it would be like if we had kids”.

And then the quiet of Sunday comes. It's a gray day and the family -- reluctantly on both sides --leaves. The dog crashes, then I crash and play hours of video games. I watch The Quiet American then order out for a pizza. I drink diet cokes and speak to no one all day, and I think “ and this is what it's like to not have kids”.