Backyard Ice Skating, Pancake Bundt and a Packers Sushi Saturday

Below freezing temps means ice molds.

I'd make more but I know it will just warm up soon.

After a week of single digit temps the forecast was set for temps into the 30s and then 40s. Boo hiss.

Meadow finally decided she was brave enough to get her ears pierced. We made an appointment at Rowan at the MOA and she actually went through with it.

Makes me want to get my ears repierced.

Wait you let your ears close up? Sometimes I miss things.

Yeah, when I had babies that pull on things.

For breakfast the next day I made a pancake bundt. Theo couldn't wait to eat it I guess.

I'm not sure I'd call it a pancake bundt, but it was good and you put maple syrup sauce on top of it.

After breakfast, more skating.

The kids and I have been skating throughout the week knowing the rink might get a bit mushy in a week or so.

The sun melts the ice slightly and it basically resurfaces itself.

Unless you're a perfectionist, you don't really need to resurface all that often. Now if we got a decent snowfall, that would all change.

We have a little sitting area setup by the backdoor for when we need a break.

Our hockey sticks are up at the cottage, but a little broom hockey will do.

Theo likes to see how fast he can get across the ice without his trainer. I guess he forgot to stop and flipped over the rink.

I thought I had a video, but I stopped recording just as he went overboard.

Theo wanted to play with papa when we went back inside.

I picked out our old-school Playskool Vactionland.

Almost all the Christmas decorations are put away which means it's time to take out the Valentine's decor.

Theo loves putting on my clothes. What's up with kiddos doing that?

And nimming his blankie pants.

Everyone else was busy playing video games, so I started reorganizing our linen closet. I forgot to take a photo of the before. It was very messy and confusing.

Wait, I was making dinner.

Somehow homemade sushi has become Brooke's least favorite meal. But the kiddos love it. So, IDK?

Theo watched the whole Packers game. I'm so proud of my little guy. Too bad the 49ers took the lead at last second. But heck guys, we've got Jordan Love and we'll rule the NFC North for another decade.

I ran to Ikea quick to pick up more bins. Looks like I could use a few more still.

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