booandbunny

There's a strange warmth to being ensconced in snow-topped ice. Our summer adventure zone was transformed into the kind of Winter Wonderland my 5-year-old has never really had the chance to enjoy. He went through five pairs of gloves yesterday! Waterproof gloves for him were the one thing I forgot to put on Hubby's list as I sent him to Target on his lunch hour Thursday for three pairs of boots and two pairs of snowpants. It had been so long since we've had a big bite of winter that the only snow boots in the house were two sizes two small for the smallest of all. (Yes, we watched the Grinch the other night!) It was a kind of TV-family day. While neighbors struggled to conquer the cul-de-sac (which wasn't cleared until late last night) we hunkered down and suited up. Sledding, snow forts (to the extent we could scrape snow off the sheet of ice that coated our little plot), crafting, hot chocolate, movies, some decorating and calzone for dinner.
You can see the layer of ice that coated the swingset and other summer fun ... and the kids were real good about taking turns with the saucer, making snow angels on the hill while they waited. The dog was about worn to a frazzle by lunch and kitty didn't seem so pretty licking condensation off the windows!