Wonder Mom

I anxiously awaited at the Omaha airport.  My daughters, Nicole and Candace, were arriving for Christmas from warm San Diego!  The "boys" were in Afghanistan and it would be just us girls.  We were going to have fun!

The snow had fallen a few days before.  Everything was white and beautiful.  The sidewalks and some streets were slippery with  ice.  The first thing I saw as my beautiful girls rounded the airport walk way was the six inch leopard skin heels Nicole had on.  Didn't she know she had come to the great white north? 

After some convincing that she needed to don normal shoes, we headed home.  The girls watched the outside temperature fall-21, 16, 12.  "Mom, we're freezing!"  Not too worry I had loaded wool blankets for their comfort as they acclimated to my frozen tundra.

The next day we pulled James, my utility vehicle,  out of the shed and drove the mile to my Uncle's house.  The girls huddled together convinced they had icicles hanging from their noses as we zipped along the gravel road.  I admit it was cold and blustery.  The drivers side was on the north and I realized I was blocking the wind from the girls.  Knowing they should have the full Iowa winter experience, I pulled off to the side of the road.  "Who wants to try driving?"  Candace hopped out and slid in the drivers seat.  I rounded the back and tucked myself into her vacant seat, as far away from the wind as possible.  Genius! 

Christmas day came and we were having company.  My 94 year old aunt was coming, as well as three cousins and our minister.  The girls and I had been cooking and tidying up when a text came to Nicole from Doug's mom.  She wanted Nicole to make a snow woman in memory of  Doug's dad.  I guess he was famous for his snow women.  I'd call  him a dirty old man, but it's not nice to speak ill of the dead.

Being the good granddaughter, Nicole put on six layers of clothing and headed outside to create a snow woman.  As I said before this was a worthless snow.  It would not ball up.  Nicole being the creative person that she is decided to made a horizontal snow woman.  It is hard to tell horizontally a snow woman from a snowman.  Nicole yelled at the door she needed her hot pink bra for the snow woman.  Just as she was attaching the bra to the beautiful lady, the minister drives up and parks beside her. 

This could only happen to me!

All in all we had a great visit.  The girls stayed warm enough.  I had baked and cooked their favorite foods.  We watched movies and played games.  I played outside with them.  Candace got up to her hips in snow, but we managed to pull her out.  Nicole had us climbing a mile to the top of a hill to try in vain to sled.  (worthless snow!)  I think I satisfied their tummies and their sense of adventure.  I think I must be Wonder Mom!