We FINALLY got a decent snow and the kids and I couldn’t be happier! The Hubby, on the other hand, not so much. It took him 3.5 hours to make the 20 mile commute home from work last night and then his car got stranded on the hill coming up to our house and he had to walk the last 100 yards in his nice leather shoes in a foot of snow.
School was cancelled yesterday and again today. I love it when my kids are home unexpectedly – and that is not me being sarcastic. I really do. Ollie is happier. The big kids are happier. And even I feel happier until the fighting sets in.
But for now they are in snow heaven – outside with all the neighborhood kids making forts and snowball fighting. It’s only a matter of time before our cousins show up and the sledding begins. We may have to make a snowman or five since it is perfect snow for such things – heavy, wet and rollable. Then I will get out the mugs and make hot chocolate and grilled cheese and all my red-cheeked people will dump their wet wear in the dryer so they can go back out and do it all again!
We handed Ollie a shovel while we dug out this morning. Is there a child labor law against having 18 month-olds work the snow? He was thrilled to be part of the action in his first true venture out into the white stuff. Last year didn’t count since he was in his daddy’s arms the entire time. There were a few “Christmas Story” moments where he fell over in his snow gear and couldn’t get up. I laughed because I am a mean mom. I also dragged him around in the baby sled and took a gazillion pictures because my boy is dang cute in his snow get up.
Want to know who’s not so cute in snow gear? Me. But I took a picture anyway. Don’t look too close. I think I have snot coming out of my nose.