This past weekend, we enjoyed a couple of snow days. They were unexpected, to be honest, and I didn’t even see them coming until they were upon us. The kids enjoyed a 2 hour delay on Friday and then it snowed pretty much from morning till night all day Saturday. We got out to enjoy it a bit on Saturday.
They had fun roughhousing. It wasn’t my favorite because I’m always worried one of them will get hurt. I think it’s a mom thing, right?
Then there was this moment when I feared for Jeremy’s arm, but thankfully all was well.
It was quite cold.
So we were out two different times, just long enough for the kids to play and for Jeremy and I to get some shoveling in. The rest of the day was spent indoors, cozy and warm while a good foot of snow fell outdoors.
Yesterday’s snow prompted our church to have a delayed start today. So we only had our main worship service, where a small and brave group of our church family joined us for worship this morning. We were joined by Frosty and Cathy Hansen who had come for the weekend to share about heading out to the mission field in Bolivia again. It was so good to see them and to hear of how God has been working in their lives.
Then this afternoon, we headed outdoors again. I have to be honest. I wasn’t thrilled about being out in 20 degree weather. But our kids were excited and I was glad that they wanted to get out, so we bundled up and off we went.
We decided to walk over to the playground. Because a playground filled with snow is pretty cool.
They were thrilled.
Because apparently, when you are a kid, you don’t feel the cold as much.
I remembered those days. My mom would bundle us up and put bread bags over our socks so that our feet wouldn’t get too wet in the snow. Weirdly, it totally worked. I just had our kids put three pairs of socks on under their boots which kind of worked, but not quite as good.
Christian brought a snow shovel for good measure.
The crazy kid didn’t even mind that his head was basically covered in snow, but I did, so I made him brush it off as I prayed he wouldn’t get pneumonia.
When the sun finally dipped low, I decided it was time to go home before frostbite settled in.
This one wasn’t too happy about my decision.
But she perked up on the way home and made a game of finding snow boulders to try to carry home with her.
I’m happy to report that we made it home safe and sound. I shoveled a bit more and they had fun running around and playing for another fifteen minutes in our yard.
I’m hopeful since the weather is supposed to be up near the 50s in a few days. That being said, it the snow was definitely cold, but pretty entertaining and I’m glad we got to enjoy a few days of fun in it.