So Sorry

We woke up VERY late this morning, leaving ourselves only 45 minutes to get everything together and packed up for the snow coming down. So as we prepped for the arrival of the school bus this morning, on the list of things to do was to find the camera. I did promise pictures after all. Well, Daddy took the nice camera to Fairbanks with him. Which is good because it can handle the rough stuff it might go through. Finding the back up camera, turn it on, and off it goes with a deader than dead battery. Ok, emergency steps. I run upstairs and grab my cell phone. Flip it open, jab the camera button, snap a quick picture of Shane in his snow gear with his backpack. THEN I thought to glance at the battery bar- just as the evil little thing decided to BEEP at me. Dead battery.
SO, no pictures of Shane's day getting on the bus. BUT that's ok, because the bus adventure was interesting in itself .
Bus time was 11 AM. By 10 'til, Shane was decked and ready, peering out the door's window, begging to let him outside to wait. So I do, checking on him, standing out in the wind and snow a bit at a time, asking him to come inside every few minutes. NO dice, he was waiting for the bus or bust!
By 5 after he was getting worried. I talked him inside to the window by quarter after and I called the preschool. Shane's wonderful teacher called the bus directly. There'd been a mix up. The boss was out of town, the usual office guy wasn't there, and no one had bothered to tell the bus driver that Shane was on the regulars list now. The bus didn't forsake us though, she came BACK on her route to get Shane, arriving at 11:40 (school starts at 11:45) What an angel!

The return trip, Shane fell asleep. We had to wake him up to get him as far as the house. What a GOOF! But he had a good day, and was quite excited for the rest of the day we had planned.

Tomorrow is another BIG day, hopefully those monsters have given in and fallen asleep WITHOUT cuddling me to insanity, and soon I must follow.

Microwave Magic

Yesterday, the boys decided to play wonderfully downstairs, so I was trying to relax up in bed between emergencies. But, by the afternoon, I came down stairs to the beeping of the microwave. Thinking it was just Austin pushing buttons for fun, I didn't worry too much, until I noticed a shadow revolving in the light of the micro waves and heard a pop.
I opened the door to find a completely popped bag of popcorn in there- with the plastic wrapper half melted to the bag. (NOT the microwave thank goodness) Austin was VERY excited and demanded his treat- since he worked so hard to get it.
His independance was so adorable, that there was no question that he was getting popcorn. BUT, the bag he'd worked so hard on was burnt (happens when you cook it for 7 minutes).
So I got Austin back up on his strategically placed chair, and showed him the steps of making popcorn- especially the take the plastic off part. And he enjoyed a brand new bag of yummo scout popcorn.

Fast forward.

Austin just handed me a package of popcorn with the cutest little "plee" to open the plastic for him. How could I say no? Slight problems when he forgot which button to push, but Daddy helped and they succeeded in a bag of popcorn that wasn't much over cooked.

Hooray for independance!
Coming soon: Shane starts to ride the bus as an everyday thing! I'll take pictures this time.