In other news, things are good. Spencer is picking up words, not "like crazy", but picking up words none the less. Rachel IS growing 'like crazy', and it wearing her very first set of two piece pjs today. I see that as a very big step from babyhood to toddlerhood. It think she'll be walking before she's 11 months (that would be late April).
We got 14 inches of snow here. I shoveled the drive. I was very sore. It's about 60% melted now and by tonight there will probably only be the big piles on the side of the driveway and at the curb. Typical Ohio weather. We literally had a blizzard warning in effect on Saturday and I think this coming Saturday, a mere 7 days later, it is predicted to be in the 70s. Gotta love it.
Mike and I are getting along okay. I'm just keeping my mouth shut and not saying anything negative if I can avoid it. I don't want to argue. Neither does he. He said soemthing Friday night (or maybe Sat morning) about having a good weekend. I realized he was probably dreading the seemingly inevitable arguments as much as I was. We didn't argue. He's trying, he really is. I guess I'm the problem. What to do about that, I haven't a clue.
When we got the 14 in of snow on Saturday, I was so excited to take Spencer out in it and sled or build a snowman or something (anything). But he was not having any of it. He bulked, tantrumed and screamed until I gave up and let him stay inside while I shoveled. I was so disappointed. Maybe next year. We did go out on Sunday though and he had fun walking in the snow (it was down to about 8 inches by then).