It's been far too long since I've written here. Life is continuously an adventure here in the Martin house. It's not that I lack stuff to write about, but I'm always running around in a million directions so this blog often gets over looked, but no longer.
My mom (Donna, from Spatuals, Corkscrews & Suitcases) and I talk often on the phone during the week, being that she's in Rhode Island and I'm here in Vermont and we're the best of friends and I hate being away from her. We connect as often as we can on the phone and through email. She's given me the motivation and some ideas for my blog and as she usually does, she made me laugh and snort at the list she gave me. You'll soon see this blog come alive with posts pertaining to that list. You see, she gets to hear the good, bad and ugly of our adventurous life. Most of it is just downright laughable and I don't think most people would believe me if they heard most of the stuff that goes on here, but I'm going to attempt to put it all out there because it's memorable and laugh-worthy. Hey, if it's insane, I might as well share it because then you can feel better about your own life, right? After all, I tell David that's the reason I watch shows like "Keeping up with the Kardashians" (don't judge me!). He says, "How can you watch that show?" I tell him, "Because watching their lives makes me feel like mine is somewhat normal!"
Speaking of not normal...
Life is never a dull moment in our house. Then again, there never was when I was growing up either. My family lineage is destined to be full of the "crazy." I think that's what keeps many of us feeling so young. I look at myself at 34 years of age and wonder why I don't feel as mature as I should be at this age and now I know why. It's the "crazy" in our family gene pool. It just passes from generation to generation and each suceeding generation seems to get even more of the "crazy." My poor kids. haha!
At the beginning of March, we got dumped with 25 + inches of snow.
The kids didn't have school for two days because of it. Our back door was drifted shut (above). The drifts at the school completely covered the front entrance and went right up to the roof!
So, what do you do on snow days when you're stuck safe inside? You (the girl-child) build forts in Mom's studio...
And more forts...and then while you're (the boy-child) sticking your tongue out at your sister, the dog sneaks in for a kiss. Blech! Ew! And your sister finds it funny because payback is a beyotch!
And then later on, you both put on bathing suits and fill up the jet tub and pretend it's summer. But the water starts to get cold and I come in and you (the girl-child) say, "Mom, the water was getting cold but now it's warm again." I say, jokingly, "You didn't pee in it, did you?" You giggle and say, "Yeah!" Your brother gets disgusted and says, "Ew, Girly. That's so gross." He squints his face and says, "There, I got you back!" Yes, he peed in the tub, too. ugh. *Sigh*
There are definitely times when I'm so glad that even at 12 and almost 11 years old, you two are still very childlike. But believe me when I tell you that I'm going to be telling these stories when you bright your first dates home.