Monday, February 17, 2014

Snowy Memories

We were snowed in for four days at my house in Georgia. My brother, sister-in-law and their two kids came and stayed with us because their pipes have frozen in the past and we didn't want them to be stuck with possibly no heat or water when the weather got bad.

They went home last night and I already miss them! Almost every morning, my oldest nephew, Mason would come in with his little tiny skeleton key pretending to unlock my door, saying, "Time to dit up, Aun-ie!" Mind you, this was usually around 7 or 8 in the morning. :) It was a big adjustment for me because I haven't been getting up that early since I graduated college in May. He had the biggest grin on his face!

Before I go any further, let me just say, taking care of two kids is HARD work! Anyone who says differently is nuts. So, in the midst of helping with my other nephew who is 3 months old and playing with Mason, taking pictures or video slipped my mind.

Mason and my mom spun around and around in the kitchen. Mama had both of his hands and slung him around and around. He LOVED it! "Do it 'gin! Do it 'gin!" he'd say. Mama got dizzy rather quickly, so about five times was her limit.

Mason and I had a pillow fight in the living room. He started out on the couch and quickly started running around my wheelchair in circles screaming like a wild Indian as I hit him with the pillow. Eventually, he got brave and came over to me while I was sitting in the lift chair and smashed the pillows in my lap. As nighttime approached, we settled down and watched "Man from Snowy River." "Trow it 'gin! Trow it! Trow it!" Mason pleaded. That was enough excitement for one day, so I redirected his attention to the horses on the TV.

My brother also had cabin fever, so he got out my keyboard and "played" several songs including "Let It Be" and "Dixie Land." I say "played" because he had it on the automatic setting that shows you where to put your fingers as the piano plays it for you. 

On the last morning, Mason woke up around 8 a.m., but watched YouTube videos and cartoons with my mom. At 9:51 a.m. I heard his familiar pitter patter of feet, but this time my mom was with him, carrying my breakfast. "Time to wake-d up, Aun-ie!" Mason said. Mom said, "We made you breakfast!" Still groggy, I didn't quite understand. She said, "I let Mason help with breakfast. He stirred the eggs." I said, "Oh, thank you baby!" With the biggest grin he said, "I made is (this) for ou(you)!" That was my first-ever breakfast in bed. :)

I was busy and sat up more than I have in one day in several years, but I wouldn't have wanted to be snowed in with anyone else. I love my boys!