Mike skipped town (but, really!) on Monday morning even though it was a looooong weekend for the kids (they were off on Friday, as well as Monday!).
"Why the long weekend in the dead of winter?" must have been what 50% of Evanstonians were thinking. The other 50% were wise and had flown themselves south to Florida where they basked in the sun and posted obnoxious Facebook pictures of sun and sand. Drat.
So, when Sunday night rolled around and we'd exhausted the usual avenues for winter entertainment (swimming, open gym time at the YMCA, a treat at Tag's, a full morning-plus at the awesome Field Museum downtown), I dug deep and knew that with a plan in hand, I'd get through Monday and it might even be fun. What?! Oh, yes.
We melted crayon shards into some of the coolest multi-colored crayon discs you've ever seen, we shoveled the sidewalks and the exterior of the house (thank you snow? thank you corner lot? hmmm.), we worked on counting coins and made duct tape wallets. We visited the library for fresh books and took the eldest to basketball and tried (kind of) to use the potty with some regularity(ish). We read lots of books - Henry & Ribsy chapters are long! - and colored Peppa Pig coloring pages. They had cozy baths and books and warm beds. And I... was exhausted!
