Dear winter...

We are not friends.  Sure, you're pretty when there is snow on the ground and you have some great holidays, but that's it.

It's only December 11 and I couldn't be more sick of being stuck inside.  As I type this the boys have been in bed since they finished eating lunch lunch and no one has napped longer than 15 minutes (Aiden was the only one to fall asleep at any point).  I haven't let them get up yet because Devyn finally fell asleep...on the floor.  She wouldn't nap this morning, so now she's passed out on the floor.  I won't move her unless the house is on fire.  Sorry, boys.  You're stuck in bed.  I also won't get them up because they were horrible this morning and these couple of hours are necessary separation so that I don't run away from home. 

They need so badly to run around and get their energy out.  It's just too cold to take them out though.  I got them bundled up on Monday to go outside and shovel.  Nate came home halfway through dressing them and helped me.  By the time everyone was in snowpants, coats, boots, hats and gloves I was sweating and they were falling over because of all the heavy clothing.  Honestly.  I'm not even sure it was worth it.  We were outside for maybe 20 minutes or half an hour.  Then it was too cold to be out any longer and we took them inside.  Once inside we spent 10 minutes getting the wet clothing off and into the basement, Noah fell down the stairs trying to walk down in all of his clothing and they were crying because they didn't want to come in.  Not to mention Noah has asthma so that small amount of time outside caused him to cough like crazy.  Fantastic.

Last winter we dealt with a million illnesses.  This year we'll deal with cabin fever.  I have it.  Bad. 

This could prove to be a challenging winter.  Hopefully all the time stuck indoors will help get everyone potty trained.  Aiden only wears a pull-up at naptime and a diaper at night.  Noah will pee on the potty if left naked all day.  He hasn't mastered wearing undies yet.  Reese isn't really interested yet. 

So, winter.  I'll be glad to see you go.  In 3 months or what will feel like 10 years.