Monday, December 7, 2009

Nice Surprises

I'm a little late getting going this morning because we had a bit of a surprise overnight. As in some white-fluffy-stuff-lying-all-over-the-ground kind of surprise.

Yep, it snowed last night for the first time. And I'm just here to warn you that probably a majority of my posts this week will have to do with snow because we're supposed to get a whopper of a storm on Tuesday or Wednesday.

Hold onto your snow shovels.

The first snow of the year is always pretty nice. It's beautiful when you walk outside and nothing has been trampled yet. It's so pretty to see the tree branches covered in white. Everyone's excited about the first snow, including me.

Until about lunchtime when I've had enough of getting in and out of the car, dragging clumps of snow with me which eventually turn into puddles on the kitchen floor. Harumph.

Anyway, Maggie had such a wonderful morning full of nice surprises, that I thought I should share. She told me that she had one of those middle-of-the-night wake ups last night when you think it's morning and then you look at the clock and it's really 2 a.m. and you realize you still have four more hours to sleep. Isn't that just the best feeling in the world?

And then she said she came downstairs to see the snow everywhere which, according to her, was a wonderful surprise.

But then she walked into the pantry to get some Cheerios for breakfast and had the most wonderful surprise of all. Instead of Cheerios, there was a box of Fruity Pebbles! Glory be!

(Just a side note to explain that Maggie rarely gets Fruity Pebbles, even though she begs me for them almost every week. I guess I was really feeling the Christmas spirit when I went to the grocery store yesterday.)

Maggie's morning was made complete when she took a new banana from the bunch, claiming it to be "perfectly ripe."

I guess my day was made complete too because the simple act of buying a box of Fruity Pebbles and some perfectly ripe bananas put me in the running, according to Maggie, for mother of the year. Good thing I finally qualified . . . we're almost out of year.

So tell me, what makes it a perfect morning for you?


  1. Coffee, of course. DH has the day off. Then, I'll be spiritual and say something like, "coffee with my Bible."

  2. My morning was perfect, too. Can you smell the julekake and Mandel brot? Yummo!

  3. A few things: #1) Getting my rump out of bed in time to have a leisurely morning and actually have time to do responsible things like make the bed...rather than irresponsible things like be late for work. #2) Having my husband bring me a cup of coffee while I'm getting ready. But this only happens when I don't make it first. Do you see the dilemma here?? #3) Having a hug and a kiss and an I Love You before leaving. You don't know how great that is until it doesn't happen one day. (Sometimes I've got to climb the stairs to get these wonderful things, so when #1 doesn't happen, #3 doesn't always happen.)

    Oh--and #4: I could not survive without breakfast, which is Frosted Mini Wheats 99.9% of the time.

  4. P.S. I love that precious child! What a sweet story! So glad I can picture it in context.

  5. I love this post, Mrs. Wildman!
    I know everyone else seems to hate it, but, honestly, I LOVE SNOW!!!! There. I said it.
    I definetly agree that waking up to see the ground perfectly covered in white is the best thing ever!
    A perfect morning for me is when I wake up and don't have to get myself into a good mood, because I already am!!
    A good morning I would have my favorite cereal(life). And my dad would read my favorite Psalm, psalm 139.
    Anndddddd....hmmmm....if I listened to my favorite songs on the way to school.

  6. Hmmmm. Coffee seems to be a theme here. I'm with you, girls!

    Anna, I cannot imagine you being in a bad mood . . . ever!

  7. A perfect morning for me would include getting out of bed and getting in and out of the shower without hearing anyone crying or calling for me.

    My 2-year-old made me feel like mother of the year yesterday when he thanked me multiple times for changing his diaper and told me he was proud of me for changing him. It feels great to know he appreciates my diaper changing efforts!

  8. A great cup of tea—because "life is too short to drink a BAD cup of tea". And the first snow is ALWAYS a thrill!!! I'm with Anna on this one. I LOVE SNOW, too!

    And I love to hear my son in the morning. From his first footfall as he jumps (yes, literally!) out of bed; to the boom-boom-boom as he runs to find which room I'm in; to the "I love you, mom" as he goes off to school. Perfect.

  9. Linnea, your description is perfect--brings back memories! Ah, the indulgence of a shower before the kids get up. :)

    Julie, kiss that boy for me. I miss him!