Brennan spent the first hour scared, on and off crying, begging me to turn on the lights so we could watch a "woodee" and be safe.
I read half of corduroy until max knocked the book out of my hands and then they both started crying again.
Brennan kept wanting to go outside so we would be safe from the power being out.
I never successfully got through to him that it was safer AND warmer inside.
We ended up compromising by going out to sit in the car until sean got home.
Max rode the gear changer like a horse while Brennan turned on the headlights, blinkers, and hazards.
I sang the horsie song so max would laugh and pretend she was galloping.
It made us all laugh.
Man I love those kids.
As a bonus, she cleaned out my cigarette disposal thing that had old receipts, a pair of earplugs, some change, and my albertson's fresh value card from when we lived in rexburg 4 years ago.
We ate dinner amidst the smells of candy cane.
They were the only candles I could find.
And I really couldn't smell them bc I am still sick.
More congested now than ever.
Although bree did drop some pills that target ID'ed her for buying.
Sean and i put the kids to bed, opened the blinds to watch the snow fall, and talked for an hour about food storage and how eating in the dark really isn't that great.
Bc part of the food tasting so great is actually seeing what you're eating.
Although eating when congested is down right depressing bc I can't smell or taste my food AND I don't really know when I'm full.
It has been such a relaxing night.
Just sitting in the dark with nothing demanding our attention.
No shows to watch (although I've been squirming all night bc idol wasn't recording), no Facebook to check, or scrabble to play. Just quiet.
With the white snow falling outside, lighting up our house from its glow.
Pure blissful peace.
And then that familiar hum.
The power just came back on.
And I'm disappointed.
That was a great night.
Maybe we should make a habit out of it...