Adam's mom, Vickie, had picked Hawkins up from Mother's Day Out so that I could get a good nap today. Once the big kids got home from school, we headed over to pick Hawk up. It had started to snow ever so slightly on my way over. We stayed to visit a bit and frankly, it was nice to have some adult conversation, even if it was constantly interrupted with refereeing the clan.
Since Adam's dad, Dennis, was not coming home for dinner, we decided to dine together. I went and picked up Sonic burgers. The snow was really coming down steadily by now. Even more so as the time approached for us to head home. As I packed Holt up in his car seat, and grabbed the few little things scattered here and there across her house, Vickie had taken the big guys outside to get in the car. I joined them outside just in time to see her surprise snowball attack whomp Houston. He quickly retaliated and Hayes joined in. The three of them ran circles around the car, attempting to avoid the snowball strikes.
I stood there watching the three of them laugh and pelt each other with snowballs. Vickie is such a cool Grandma. Not only was she out there in the snow, without a coat, having a snowball fight, she initiated it! This is where Adam gets it.
I am a lot like my mom, who is also awesome, in her own way. But I would rather be inside, watching the kids have a blast through the window, while baking cookies and making hot chocolate. But seeing the kids with Vickie today made me realize that sometimes the moments are best experienced in the mix of things, not from the window.
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