Our ongoing war against germs

Spring break is almost over and this year, it has been highly demanding on the homefront. The girls have been sick... the coughing all night (and day), no energy at all, on and off fever kind. Naturally, this has meant they have practically spent the entire week lying on the couch in front of the television bundled up in layer upon layer of blankets. For some reason, just seeing them like that seems to drain me of energy and joy.

So much for the cooking and spring cleaning projects I meant to enjoy with them. So much for fresh air, shopping sprees, and movie theatre outings. That alone has been hard on my morale, but nothing compared to the fact that yesterday I began feeling an achiness in my fingers, toes, legs, back, neck... Yup! I guess it's only natural that I am the next target of this bug. After all, even with my intense germ phobia, even if I have avoided touching my eyes, nose, and face all week, even if I have washed my hands so much they are cracked and dry... as a mother you can only be coughed on so many times before becoming a coughing germ-infested victim yourself.

I am determined to give this bug the cold shoulder. I will not let it get the best of me! I don't need to curl up on the couch or blankets or medicine... right?

Wish me luck.

Once my fingers quit being so grumpy (achy), I will be back to share how I made a scene, both humiliating and making biggirl proud all at the same time.

Not a winter person but...

It's no secret, I am not a winter person. No matter how much I try to love skiing, I just can't wrap my mind around the idea of spending the day on the white stuff when the temps dip way south of zero (celsius that is!).

Don't get me wrong...when the sun is shining and the thermometer successfully rises above the freezing point, I love how the girls challenge me on the slopes.

Last time we went, I would start down the mountain ahead of the girls and after a while I would stop and turn around, thinking that babygirl was way behind and I would get a chance to rest, but nope...she was always right there. Of course she would then gladly zip by me daring me to chase after her.

Of course, if it wasn't for skiing we would never spend a full day outdoors, together as a family, in the middle of winter. There are so many things to do and so many distractions at home, but out there in the cold (freezing) air, we have all the time in the world to have fun together.

There is nothing like a chairlift chat on the way up the mountain... providing our mouths aren't frozen!