Thanks to the double digits of snow we got and the temperature wallowing in the single digits, we've all been largely trapped indoors. And I have a whole new definition for the cute little term 'cabin fever', insidious and nasty little virus that it is.
And despite that the older four had school the last two days, there is no recovery in sight. Worse yet, is that Evan and Ellie are so bad off, I've taken to peeking at them at night, just to remember why they're worth the facial tic and the jaw sore from clenching my teeth.
This all culminated in what was one of the worst evenings we've had in a long time. If you've ever wondered what a six way match would look like in the WWE, I can assure you it wasn't pretty. Ellie was by far the most beastly, demanding to be held for two hours straight while she squirmed and cried. And I only wish I were exaggerating.
Finally, inspiration struck and I decided to play some music, hoping that if the kids would dance, she'd at the very least be amused enough to stop whining. Evan popped over and requested "Lightning McQueen" which means that I'll spend the next two days trying to get Sheryl Crow out of my head.
But it worked, she did start to calm down and soon all of the kids were joining in. And when I realized what Evan was doing, I couldn't get to the camera fast enough. Mommy blackmail is never to be underestimated.
And because I'm a giver, I present to you Evan's air guitar solo...
(Please pardon the wiggly camera, sometime during filming Ellie decided she'd like to experience gravity and get down after all)