Despite the snow I am seeing some signs of spring. Almost all of the snow is gone now at Mom's. I walked along her front bed and the tips of her daffodils are just starting to poke through. I never would have even looked for them if Kerri hadn't left a comment that hers were just starting too. The snow here has compacted and shrunk and there was probably even a little bit of melting last week.
Another sign of spring is the two high school girls I picked up this morning wearing flip flops and the middle-schooler who decided a tee-shirt was all that was needed with sub-zero windchill. It is March now after all!
The kids were good yesterday on the bus but I had a co-worker blow up at me and I'm still at a loss as to why. It's not the first time they've blown up at me and probably won't be the last. I guess I need to learn to give what I get rather than just letting myself be upset for the rest of the
Mom was in good spirits yesterday and had completed a rather difficult puzzle and quite pleased with herself. John didn't go with me because his sister, Ann, has been quite ill and he had to take her to the doctor. The doctor sent her to the emergency room and she ended up being admitted for further tests. They don't seem to know yet what is wrong with her and she is having more tests today.
So I had the four eldest grandkids for dinner last night by myself. We've been having some trouble with the oven off and on over the last few months and of course last night it wasn't in the mood to work right so I didn't get dinner on the table until after 6:00. The kids were disappointed that John wasn't here so that they could play on his computers. I could have gotten them out for them but the whole point of kids night is to have them get together and play with each other so I "made" them play UNO with me. It took the younger two a couple of hands to figure out what they needed to do but we all ended up having a good time and we finished up with a game of LCR.
This morning one of the elementary kids was quite upset that another student was "eavesdropping." I guess we need individual compartments on the bus so one pair of 8 year olds can't hear what the pair of 9 year olds is talking about! A first grade boy was hurt when an older student laughed at him for wearing purple gloves. I pointed out that he was smart enough to wear gloves, unlike the older kid and that my son often wears pink which Nikki and Liz agreed with so he was back to his happy self. If that's the worst I have to deal with today it will be a good day!