February.

Ever wonder what people in the Northeast do in the doldrums of winter?   We build forts and look cute for all of 2 seconds before we poke each other in the behinds with the sticks and throw the balls at the ceiling and get the fort kit taken away:

We then make old-fashioned box & blanket forts that we don't want to share with our brother and sister:

We leave menacing notes about stealing scarves.  Because her brothers just MIGHT be tempted to steal her My Little Pony scarf.  Whatevs, Shelby.

We see way too many movies (find the hidden Noah if you can!):

We attend Cub Scout functions where Noah decides he wants to represent the Sudan.  Wha?!?  What kind of weird 8 year old kid wants to do that?  But here's proud Noah with his Sudanese pyramid & camel cake:

We take water polo lessons - enlarge the photo to see Noah's *attentive* face in the upper left corner.  

We draw hideous faces on heart balloons and buy nerdy matching family pajamas and take photos of ourselves (I command you to IGNORE the living room in furniture re-arrangement & painting disarray).

We still luvz our snow, TRUE STORY.

We go to Skyzone and learn embarrassing life lessons.  I was so excited for Skyzone to come to our area!   UNTIL I couldn't climb out of the foam pit without help, and then discovered the hard way that I couldn't even do normal jumping because …. ummmm… uhhhhh ….. I was lazy about doing my kegels.  Is that clear enough???  Tres embarrassing, let's just say that.  The 40s are NOT the new 30s and whoever said that is a big fat stinkin' LIAR who has never attempted jumping at Skyzone in their 40's.  On the plus side, Connor is a crazy wild man at Skyzone - here he is managing to wave at me mid-flip! 

Noah's no slouch at Skyzone, either.

On the other hand, Shelby IS sort of a slouch.  She doesn't jump into the foam pit.  She carefully crawls over to the side and then kind of ROLLS into it.  It's really kind of embarrassing.  Whose lame kid IS that, anyway??

We get our cars serviced - here's Noah posing with Mark's Porsch and my Ferrari. 

Okay, so unlike the snow, that is NOT a true story.  Our 11 year old Volkswagen was in the back and not out for showing off and photo ops, it's like the shop was embarrassed by our car or something!  Pffft.

We discover an alarming number of photos of pets in our February 2014 photos file on our computer.  What was I DOING taking all these pet photos??!?