You Know You're Odd When. . .

It is such a nice day and the sun has been shining a little. I should be getting the kids ready to go out somewhere and enjoy it. Instead, I am excited to stay inside and do laundry. We finally had some money saved up to get new washer. The sad thing is that we only had our last washer for around 5 years and when we bought it, we though we were buying a really nice one that would last us for a long time. But it started leaking a couple of years ago. But, I thought, we can put up with a little water on the floor, there is tile there after all and it wasn't going anywhere but the laundry room. Then a few months ago I was in the basement in our utility closet (which is below our laundry room) to find the leaking water was going through the baseboards upstairs and slowly trickling down the unfinished wood downstairs. OK, maybe it was time for a new one if it was starting to affect my house. Plus, last year when we were looking for a new dryer, we would mention to the sales people we had a Maytag Neptune washer and we'd like to pair a dryer with it. We got nothing but a negative reaction to the Maytag Neptune line, saying it was the worst out there and people had nothing but problems with them. Even when we went out to buy our new one, the girl who was helping us decide what one said the only line she had heard anything negative about was the Maytag Neptune. So, apparently, it was time.
I'm a little odd though, I love to do laundry. I think it's the organization and structure of it all. I hate all other housework, but I seriously like doing laundry. So getting a new washer is like getting a new toy to me. Brad was teasing me last night because I just kept doing loads of laundry and it wasn't "laundry day" (yeah, I try to do it all on Wednesdays usually). I told him that when he got his new camera, he wouldn't have just set it aside and stared at it. So, I'm having a fun time today using my new toy. I wouldn't say it has too many bells and whistles (it does play a song when it's done), but I'm really enjoying it. Maybe I'm wearing off on my kids though. Zach came in while I was starting a load this morning and asked if he could watch it (it's a front loading washer with the "window" in the door). I decided to stay with him and I sat down, putting him on my lap. Sarah of course eventually had to see what we were doing and ended up on my lap too. There we were, the three of us, watching clothes being washed. It only lasted about 5 minutes, before the kids were bored, but I enjoyed it. I know, I'm pretty odd.

Frosty

Saturday we had some more snowfall. It wasn't a lot, only probably an inch sticking on the ground. Zach decided he wanted to play in it and it seemed to be perfect timing. Sarah was down for her nap and Brad was going out to do a quick shovelling of the driveway. By the time I got Zach into all his snow gear (which seemed to be overkill, but I figured it would keep him dry at least), Brad was nearly done shovelling. Zach was having a blast just walking around the yard and making the occasional snowball. When Brad got done, he was making a snowball to discover it was perfect for rolling. So, his first idea was just to see how big of a snowball he could roll. As it got bigger and harder to move, he decided that a snowman was in order. So, we ended up with a nice sized snowman. Zach really got into helping after he saw what his dad was up to and helped out to make the snowman happen, including making sure he had a face. Brad asked Zach what the snowman's name should be and Zach named him Frosty. I guess that shouldn't be a surprise. It was a lot of fun to watch them doing it. I actually surprised myself by staying out there so long watching, I hate being cold. But Zach was enjoying himself a lot and it is always fun to see the world through his eyes.