Happy Things

As a warning this post is going to be a little on the whiny side so if you don't want to read my whining you should stop now. 

Today has been one of those frustrating, exhausting, never ending days that seem to occur more and more often as our Edmonton winter drags on and on into March.  The snow has piled higher and higher over the last four days and the sun has rarely shown its face to help break up the dreary monotony.  On top of that, despite my optimism in the last post, we went nearly two weeks without any midnight puking incidents only to have Emma wake up with it again this morning.  Then with three children in tow I had to take Bridgett to the vet so that they could do this to her.

Our groomer didn't dry her well enough last week and that led to a skin infection all over her back.  Needless to say we are not very impressed.  Neither are the kids.  Emma had to wait in the van while we finished up in the vet because the sight of Bridgett was making her feel sick to her stomach.  Walker just keeps hugging her head and repeating "poor baby, poor baby" and Lillian cries and scrunches her face up every time she looks at it.

 

A couple of years ago, right around this time of year, when winter was starting to claw its way into my soul and my risk of going stir crazy increased each day I started a daily routine of writing down the things that made me happy.  It helped me appreciate all of the little things that I was grateful for despite the fact that temperatures continued to drop and snow continued to fall.  Eventually my mom and sisters joined me and each day we emailed them to each other.  We called them our "Happy Things".  I looked forward to reading what had brought joy into the lives of my favorite women each day and it brightened even the coldest and gloomiest days.  Over time as each of us started our own blogs the routine slowly ended, but today I thought I needed to get my happy things out of my head and down on paper...or computer...or whatever.  So here they are...

 

- a furnace that keeps us all toasty warm and cozy and that can be turned up when Walker refuses to wear anything but underwear.

- Netflix, that entertains the older kids so that I can get a few extra minutes of sleep after being up from 4-6am and how excited Emma was when she found Tinkerbell on it.

- a strong and healthy body that allows me to shovel our driveway without aching and hurting

- my meticulous and diligent shoveller.  Walker always gets his boots and mittens on as soon as he sees me out shove ling so that he can help.

- phone calls from Allan as he drives home from work (hands free of course).  It makes that last 30 minutes before he gets home bearable.

- perogies with cheese sauce and broccoli

- Lillian's spontaneous squeezes and kisses

 

I guess we can wait a little longer for Spring, but only a very little bit longer.