BIG DADDY IS GIDDY!

Four inches of snow, with another 4-6 inches expected?  Here in the South?!  Big Daddy is beside himself with glee!  He has momentarily stopped pining for the Yankee winters of yesteryear.

This will shut down the state for a week!  I won't be leaving the house anytime soon, either ...

WE START THEM EARLY

One of the main pillars of classical education is reading. And we like to start 'em young ...

... really young.

KIDDIE QUOTES (... AND A WINNER)

I'm not sure where my kids are getting their cultural information, but Bean very confidently asserts some "facts" that are questionable, at best. Take, for instance, Bean's baby doll. Today, she called me by my first name, told me she was my new neighbor, and introduced me to her doll: "This is baby Molly. We call her 'Taco.' That's French for Molly."

Meanwhile, Cakes has found a new favorite book. It's a lift-a-flap book of nursery rhymes and nursery songs. She has all the poems and songs memorized ... kind of. All morning, she's been singing "Row, Row, Row Your Boat":

Row, row, row your boat
Gently, if you can
Maily, maily, maily, maily
Like a butt of dream.

She also takes great delight in reciting "Hey, Diddle, Diddle":

Hey, diddle, diddle
The cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
The little dog laughed
To have such fun
And the dish and the spoon ran away.

And, finally, I'm not sure how accurate Tanya was in answering my question about the ice balls; however, she was the only one who even hazarded a guess. So, the coffee-holic over at In the Dailies gets the $5 Starbucks gift card!!!

HUMOR IS IN THE EAR OF THE BEHOLDER

I don't like to promote potty humor in the house, especially because I have three girls. My personal opinion is that it's kind of, I guess "uncouth" is the word I'm looking for, to hear a girl making jokes about poo and gas and stuff.

My husband, however, is not of the same mindset. He gleefully teaches our little princesses how to make fart noises and sing songs about diarrhea. The cherubs have noticed this trend, as exemplified the other day after Bean used the bathroom.

She walked out of the restroom after doing her business and declared, "Pew! It stinks in there!" Then, smiling, she added, "Daddy would appreciate that; he always appreciates a good, stinky poop!"

Lovely.

BABY LOVES CHOCOLATE!

Looks like Peanut takes after her mother in her love affair with chocolate.

SOUTHERN WINTER WEATHER

Tanya sent me a really funny post from Snoodlings today. Being a South-bound Northerner, I can relate to both points of view. My kids, however, are Southern through and through (minus the accent, with the exception of a few words like "five" and "toilet"). They have no concept of a Northern winter. They have joined the ranks of kids who know how to make a good-sized snowman in an inch of snow within 15 minutes of the first flake falling, knowing full well that the snow will probably be gone within three hours. They have joined the ranks of kids who want to wear coats and sweaters in 55 degree weather. They have joined the ranks of kids who think anything stronger than a flurry is a blizzard.

So, here we are in the throes of our 2010 "winter blast." This means that school is cancelled for the second day in a row because of the dusting of snow on the ground. Almost no one is venturing from their well-stocked homes; after all, who knows when we'll be able to brave the roads for a trip to the grocery store? And the cherubs have taken full advantage of the almost-half-an-inch of snow on the ground.

There wasn't quite enough snow for even a Southern kid to erect a snowman, but Bean said, "We made the angels smile to show you how much we love the snow!"