We took the kids sledding for a little while this afternoon. Jack enjoyed it a lot, and liked the yelling "wheeeeee!" all the way down. Mary Grace did a great job and probably went down the hill more times than anyone. Claire, though, was carrying her sled up the hill when the wind caught it and she punched herself in the mouth. It wouldn't have been so bad if she didn't have a loose front tooth. As it was, though, it knocked the loose tooth and she bled a lot and cried for a long time. It took me a good 10 minutes to convince her to let me give her some ibuprofen. It took BW3's cheesy wedges to convince her that eating wouldn't kill her.
Claire is rooting for the "blue team" in the Superbowl, probably because they're winning right now. I'm making the kids some cookies. You know, because we only have about 100 boxes of Girl Scout cookies in the house right now - it's a perfect time to bake! BJ is working and half-watching the game. I'm rooting for the commercials and Beyonce. Mary Grace is rooting for changing the channel. Jack has a full diaper. Status quo at our house.