feeling punchy.

Exactly everything, has been not awesome today, so here's a list of things I'd punch in the face if I could:

*whatever made Baduka wake up at 4am-ish. But not him, I won't punch him. Don't worry.

*the snow.

*the snow on the roofs of all the schools, in our whole city, that made February vacation 2 weeks long.

*snowbanks.

*the cable box for resetting itself, again, for no apparent reason, which caused massive chaos, and screaming. Thanks RCN.

*my throat, for hurting. And making me not be able to talk above a raspy blah. I hate sick.

*my inability to bring myself to day drink. I could really use a pickle jar full of rum.

*the cat. Stop meowing at me. Especially during the 22 seconds of quiet I managed to find, when I distracted the boys with popcorn. Jerk.

*the dog. For puking the snow he ate, on the couch. Bigger jerk.

*the feeling I keep having that it's about 5 hours later than it really is. I almost started dinner at 10:48.

ugh.

Snow days.

This being the longest snow day, in the history of snow days, ever, we're kinda going nuts in here. Then we got a call saying school is closed til forever. Snow on the roof, and all that. 

But it's not all bad. Baduka decided to talk.

You should know, he has a large vocabulary, knows how to read, and can sing lots of songs, but mostly everything he ever says is scripted or copied. He almost never speaks his own words.

It started with, "school?" Sorry buddy, there's like all the snow ever, outside.

Then, "I go to school tomorrow?" Still sorry, but they found more snow.

Last night in the middle of a meltdown, "sorry!I'm sorry!sorry!" and that one almost broke my heart. He's never even copied an apology. 

As he was calming down, he asked for "car ride please?" I asked him where to? He said, "Auntie's house?" We made a video of it.

Today has been my favorite. His therapist is here for aba. I was talking to her in the kitchen, and he stood in the doorway, grabbed my hand, and said, "Mommy, come chase me please!" Then ran giggling down the hallway. Honestly, I could barely see through the tears to find him, so thankfully he was still giggling. 

Best.snow.day.ever.