When I was a kid...I loved any reason to have a day off of school. I grew up in the south so we didn't have snow days. Occasionally we would get a bunch of rain and it would wash out the road to the house....we would get a mud day!
Then I grew up. Had some kiddo's of my own. I am not such a fan of the "snow day".
I love to brag on my kids. But, any mother can relate here, a day home from school that keeps the kids cooped up in the house is not as wonderful as it seemed as a child. In fact, I am only writing this blog to escape making cupcakes with my girls, looking at the newest dragon my son made with his K'nex or playing "aggrevation".

The last snow day they had we headed out to play in it. Cindy was out of town so the kids didn't even bother putting their coats on just some sweatshirts. (Cindy makes them bundle up...she is a northerner.) For 30 minutes it was a great time. I took the camera out and snapped pics of them making snow angles
(I snuck out later and put horns on them) they had a snow ball fight
(my son has the best aim....the girls got pegged a few times) 
and gathered clean snow to make snow ice cream. For 30 minutes we all had a good time. Then I realized how cold I was. My fingers were red and numb. My nose was running. And my lips were chapped! So I said we should go inside.
I have beautiful hard wood floors. Well, until the kids came in. They tracked snow into every room in the house.
Scarves and gloves landed everywhere. And the orders for hot cocoa were pouring in. Then they wanted to invite other friends home because of the snow over to our house!!! Ummm not so much!!
Now as an adult...I really understand why my mother seemed so tired after a day of us kids home from school. I also realized she did a lot during the day while I was gone that when I am home I can keep her from getting done. And....when you grow up....snow days suck!!
Then I grew up. Had some kiddo's of my own. I am not such a fan of the "snow day".
I love to brag on my kids. But, any mother can relate here, a day home from school that keeps the kids cooped up in the house is not as wonderful as it seemed as a child. In fact, I am only writing this blog to escape making cupcakes with my girls, looking at the newest dragon my son made with his K'nex or playing "aggrevation".

The last snow day they had we headed out to play in it. Cindy was out of town so the kids didn't even bother putting their coats on just some sweatshirts. (Cindy makes them bundle up...she is a northerner.) For 30 minutes it was a great time. I took the camera out and snapped pics of them making snow angles
(I snuck out later and put horns on them) they had a snow ball fight
(my son has the best aim....the girls got pegged a few times) 
and gathered clean snow to make snow ice cream. For 30 minutes we all had a good time. Then I realized how cold I was. My fingers were red and numb. My nose was running. And my lips were chapped! So I said we should go inside.I have beautiful hard wood floors. Well, until the kids came in. They tracked snow into every room in the house.
Scarves and gloves landed everywhere. And the orders for hot cocoa were pouring in. Then they wanted to invite other friends home because of the snow over to our house!!! Ummm not so much!!Now as an adult...I really understand why my mother seemed so tired after a day of us kids home from school. I also realized she did a lot during the day while I was gone that when I am home I can keep her from getting done. And....when you grow up....snow days suck!!




1 comments:
Nice-looking pack of kids you have there.
I'm happy our boy is old enough that "snow days" mean a day home from work, not being a captive caretaker. :)
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