Charlyn’s Web

We woke up to it lying lovely white around us.

The kids were excited.

The Mother was not so just because she knows the work involved in getting everyone outside in it. Layers of clothes, find the gloves, complain about no clean socks (I wish someone would do their laundry!), sort out whose hat is whose, etc. and so forth. But just because I see the negative in everything doesn’t mean the kids can’t go out and enjoy.

So….. we went through the whole ordeal. Made sure everyone had gone to the bathroom. Yelled numerous times about not walking through the house from one door to the other with their muddy boots on. Listened to the complaints about the hat being too tight. Got the gloves on upside down but convinced her they would still work. Just so that two of them could stand on the porch. You see, snow is crunchy, for goodness sakes, and that is scary!

But The Boy and I had a good snowball fight and built a snowman. While the peanut gallery stood safely on the fringes, watching. I got K finally to venture out to put the eyes on the snowman. The crunchiness didn’t kill her, surprise! Although she did walk pretty carefully. So then I dragged T around the yard by the hand to prove to her that crunchy snow was not deadly.

Then The Boy was playing with The Dog and slipped on the rocks injuring his hand. Let’s just say I am ever thankful that the neighbors don’t live close or they would think that I torture that child the way he screams when he is hurt. It was decided it was time to go in. T’s hands tend to get really cold even with gloves on and they can really hurt her so it was just as well.

They got hot chocolate when we came in. They still think snow is pretty neat.

I am waiting for my mood to improve which will hopefully happen before it snows again.

Now, you all, watch out for that Horrid Crunchy Snow! Don’t let it get you!