This Cold is for the Birds!

I am making the official announcement that I am done with temperatures below 30 degrees. Do you hear that Mother Nature? DONE!

My mornings have gone something like this:
Roll out of bed and put a sweatshirt on top of my jammies. Come down stairs check the weather...surprise! It's cold. (Yet, I keep checking each morning?) Go back upstairs and put on jeans and another pair of socks. Throw some food to the children. Put on coat, scarf, gloves, boots and go outside to shovel. Turn on car. Come back in to someone screaming that the dog ate their toast. Dress children for whatever activity they have that day. Brush teeth, attempt to make my now wet and or static-ridden hair look presentable. Put children in coats, hats, scarves, gloves, and boots. Make a note to move to Florida. Take everyone out to the car and spend 10 more minutes getting children stuffed into carseats. Put gloves back on whichever child has taken them off. Drive to appropriate location while one child wails that they are hot and the other wails that they are cold.

Doesn't it sound like fun to you?