On our way to work yesterday I made the statement-
'Connor I don't think we will get very much snow this year.'
We say our prayers in the car, and C. must have been praying hard for snow because....
low and behold I got a Snowy Surprise!
It began to snow and snow.
Is there anything more wonderful to the ears of a boy than the words:
There will be no school due to snow.
I think to myself,
How will I get this done? How will I get that done?
How will the students not regress?
But to be a child, when it snows-
The snow was so light, it looked like powdered sugar falling from the sky.
Five minutes before I started dinner,
Darren had the idea to go play a game of football outside.
(my real thoughts: do you know how long it takes to get snow clothing on and off??)
So the snow was falling, and the dinner was late, and we all went outside to play.
It was very exciting, but
this pretty much sums up Carlee's feelings about snow:
No to Snow
All great sporting events begin with the Pledge of Allegiance.
to this sled ride
(I think she prefers a covered carriage or something).
Wait, maybe we have some type of comfort level here with the snow....
seeeee snow is prettttyyyyy
Get me OUTTA here, I only do cold on ice cream! -Carlee
45 minutes of extra clothing and we have to retire after being outside for five minutes!
We watched the game from our fancy box seats,
with our fancy Cheerios.
What a game!
Full of Action!
I would write more commentary here...
but I have little football lingo in my repertoire of vocab.
|Logic will take you from A to B. But imagination will take you everywhere. |
Every great player acknowledges his fans.
Since I couldn't be outside, I begged Darren to take a pic of C. sledding.
I had the best laugh watching Darren from my 'box seat' try to run after Connor.
He nearly fell chasing after him, all to get me a picture!
D. said the camera couldn't keep up with his speed.
We are certainly not as young and energetic as our children.
Today Connor wanted to play outside, but I couldn't go with him because Carlee remained fearful of the snow
(either that or she is a little DIVA trying to stay warm).
We waited until D. got home, and then I had a turn with Connor outside!
Snow Bomb down the Slide!
We tried to make a snowman, but the snow was so light. This picture shows what our snowman looked like (maybe a little less of a lump).
Connor insisted on a snowball fight, but this was the best we could throw.
We caught little angel peeping at us from her window seat.
We had the most fun doing a little sledding,
and somehow Connor convinced ME to get in on the action.
(NOT my best camera work)
After running up and down that hill with the sled, I'm thinking I'm going to sleep on the couch tonight, simply because I can't get up.
My muscles are SORE.
We warmed up inside with an indoor fort made of all the blankets in the house,
a little Baby Yoga,
and a little reading in a yellow box.
The cold snow is fun,
but I am thankful for the warmth.