This morning–before my eyes open, before the cats clamor and fuss for food, and even before coffee–my daughters bounce and squeal on the bed.
“You won’t believe it! You won’t believe it!” they giggle, urging me out of bed. “It snowed!”
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| Snow in January |
They run to the window with eyes big. Their little bare feet jump up and down.
Oh, to be a child again! I envision a day of shoveling snow, negotiating with the ice, and battling the traffic. They envision a day of sledding, snowmen, hot chocolate, and snow angels. Of course you wake up happy when you see the hope and possibility of it.
I sit up in bed, and I suddenly remember this truth: that little child still lives in me and in us all. Today, I’m going to have hot chocolate and make the world’s plumpest and tallest snow angel in my backyard. I’m going to sled down the big hill at the park, and I’ll go faster because of my size. I’ll bring the carrot for the snowman. You bring the hat.
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Can you remember it?
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Beautiful perspective shift. Hope that you're having a great day in the snow. (We are!)
Wish I were there to play outside with you all
Hope you are having fun, Pink Dryer Lint!
Me too!!
There are many parts of being a stay at home mom that are drudgery and boredom, but Snow Days are one of the great up-sides of this job. Especially since snow is so rare on the west coast, every time I take on my son's excitement and revel in the joys of snow 🙂
Awesome sledding today late in the day after everyone else had left paths. Number 2 made headway perfecting his snowboarding (of course), while Number 1 and I watched admiring. So much better than cleaning the bathroom as I had planned.
I didn't clean the bathroom either! Glad I had company.
Yes! Even better when the snow is rare!