What a surprise we had with the snow this weekend! I was hoping to hang around the house with the boys this weekend, so when I heard we would have snow, I hunkered down and prepared for everything a cozy, laid back weekend contains: the first fire of the season, homemade spaghetti sauce, baking, and plenty of tea and coffee. I always get so excited for fireplace season — I just wasn’t expecting it this early! It doesn’t feel like Thanksgiving is still on the horizon, frankly, it feels like Christmas.
On Saturday morning, all three boys and I bundled up and raked leaves our leaves into the street in anticipation of the snow. I was so impressed by their hard work. Oliver, when he sets his mind to it, is the hardest worker! He was out there for hours, hell bent on getting every single last leaf into the street. Emil too! Milo was our apple collector — his job was to pick up all the frozen fallen apples which we kept stepping onto and rolling around nearly falling, like a bunch of giant green marbles were underfoot.
We finished the job just in time; the first flakes started falling, but soon stopped, waiting for Sunday to really let loose. Still, it was cozy, so we enjoyed the fire.
Late Sunday afternoon we had all the fun, just in time for Andrew to join us in a snowball fight… like father, like son. Oliver helped me bake a pumpkin pie, and Milo read 1,209,999 books.
The boys destroyed the house several times over with their crazy games, but they cleaned it all up each time. We also had our very first “family meeting,” on Sunday evening! We discussed the past week, parent teacher conferences, set goals (just individual responsibilities for the upcoming week), and talked about what we are looking forward to in the coming months. Milo impressed us by his insight and taking full responsibility for a few things he’s been struggling with lately, and saying it out loud seemed to be really good for him. We actually had a group hug afterward and I must say, it was kind of amazing! We are going to try very hard to have these meetings every Sunday (especially after reading this). As the boys get older, I think it is so important that they understand their place in and contributions to this family, and what our family stands for and believes in. Perhaps it will help us remain close even as we face their adolescence. Yep, I’m already thinking about that.
Have a great Monday.