The February break experience ("deathmarch" seems strong, you know?) continues. Got up to H's last night- unbelievable, intimidating, frightening, unholy amounts of snow up here. Seriously. The snow is 6" higher than the ede of the porch. In places, it reaches the trees. It's like nuclear winter. Or the re-glaciating of the earth. And it's still snowing. Sheesh.

Sledded, made a snow fort, threw snowballs- all the normal winter stuff- yesterday. This morning the little boys are on the playstation first thing in the am, Molly's plugged into JoJo's Circus, and I"m thinking I"m going to pass out from exhaustion. Note to self: Never share a bed with a 4 year old. They kick and squirm and take up the whole damn bed. Thank heavens I"m up here where there are new and novel forms of entertainment.

Now I must fix breakfast for Molly and try to imagine a world in which I'll be funcional all day. :::Yawn:::