So my mom came over for a 2 week holiday at the end of March/ beginning of April. She arrived on the Friday when the biggest snowstorm 'on record' was starting. The roads were moving at a snails pace, but I made it to the International Airport eventually. The normally 25 minute journey took me over an hour in both directions. It was stressful getting up the hill to our development. I got stuck for a few minutes in the first entrance to our street so I went around the back and was able to get on the curb in front of our neighbor's house. Her husband had to abandon their car at the bottom of the development.
We didn't tell the boys my mom was coming over. I just told them that morning that I was heading out to bring them a surprise. Both of the boys were so excited to see her when she surprised them in the living room. They gave her big hugs and kisses and Cian wasn't strange with her at all.
She brought loads of goodies, but a few of them came in very handy with the strange weather. New hats, scarves and amazing snowsuits. They got everything on and got out to enjoy the snow.
|Our very Irish looking snowman, Sandy.|
|This is how photos go in our house!|
Mom brought over the good ol' Kraft Mac & Cheese and we let Liam make us lunch one day. This was the first thing I learned to 'cook' as a child.
|Picture with a random child on the swing|
|Success! A cute photo of the kids with my mom!|