Our winter fun list this year is full of snow activities, and my winter preschool plans require days below 32 degrees. Yet the weather has other plans for us this year, and while I'm not at all complaining, I do find myself missing the two-foot snowfalls of the past two winters.
It snowed a bit this weekend - only a few inches, enough to remind us that snow is fun and then to quickly melt away as the falling snow turned into rain in the following days.
The kids were out in the snow at 7 a.m. If you're wondering why these photos seem underexposed, it's because they were taken in the gloomy, barely-morning, cloudy-sky hour when we'd finally - finally! - agreed to let the kids go out in the snow. I made the groggy deal that if they could get themselves dressed (snow pants, boots, hats, mittens, coats), they were welcome to go outside.
The littlest one heard "outside" and began a sprint for the door, so my plans of letting Peter and Lucy play while I snuggled under the down blankets fizzled. We all five bundled up and headed out to the three inches of snow waiting for our footprints and sled tracks.
Our slight downhill slope toward the creek, such a problem in the summer with spilled drinks and tossed paint cups, is perfect for preschool sledders. They gain surprising momentum for such a little hill. It's fast enough to be fun and slow enough to not be dangerous, although the rate at which they purposefully steered themselves into obstacles made me rethink putting helmets on them.
Kevin and I tried the sled too. I made it an embarrassing four or five feet before the sled stopped, but Kevin made it nearly to the woods on his effort.
And all snow outings end with hot cocoa. Even Thomas knows that by now.
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