Getting into stuff like mom's pin cushion.
Whacking pillows with hockey sticks (thankfully not so much whacking each other.)
Some cheering each other on (mostly for the whacking but occassionally for other stuff.)
And a lot of dressing up, which I admit is my favorite.
I'm excited for the snow to melt and our focus to turn back outside. If only the snow melting didn't mean that I could see all the yard trash again...
