Here in the southeast, it’s been an incredibly cold winter so far. All I keep saying is “if it’s going to be this cold, BRING ME SOME SNOW. Make it WORTH IT.” We southerners don’t do well in the way of Jack Frost and his sprinklings, but it sure is pretty to watch and we can appreciate it once a year. After that one dusting comes and goes it’s basically “BRING IT ON SPRING!,” but that’s neither here nor there. Enter Snowmageddon 2014!
It was predicted yesterday morning that we would see snowfall around noon, and around 2” for this part of the upstate. I dropped the kids off at school, had coffee with some mommy-friends, then headed to the gym to get my miles in. The public schools started announcing early dismissals at 11:30, so by noon, Tyler, Caroline and I were on our way to the Chick fil A drive thru. You need a meal with staying-power in case of bad weather you know. Once we were home and our bellies were full, we turned on the gas logs and gathered around the living room. Waiting… waiting… waiting. Finally around 2:30pm, Jack Frost delivered… we were lovin’ it!
This marks the fourth snow of our little folks’ lives and they were big fans. I’m glad it turned out so well, especially considering we had practically zero weather-appropriate gear. No snow boots, no waterproof gloves, no “lined” pants of any sort. Instead they attacked the cold in layer upon layer, pajamas under their clothes & coats, gloves under mittens, everything tucked into everything. It took us longer to get ready than it did to play, I’m quite certain, but we had fun!
“Deck Angels”: how one makes a snow angel when there’s not enough snow covering the grass.
After going in and out twice, it finally started getting dark and we had to retire from snow-play. Nathan was due to get off work at 7pm, and all of us were hungry for a big plate of spaghetti. (Forget the milk & bread… we go straight for the good stuff.) On his way home from the hospital, though, he called in an almost-panic to tell me that his wedding ring had been lost in the parking lot when he was trying to wipe the snow off his windshields. He didn’t realize it was gone until he had driven about three miles, but decided that he had to go back to try to find it. According to his story, he said a silent prayer asking God to PLEASE help him find the ring, because with snow still falling, it would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack. Once back at the hospital he attempted to look around the 10-foot radius of his parking spot, thinking it would have bounced off the car (he’d heard the cling but didn’t realize what it was until driving away). It was nowhere to be found, and just when it seemed hopeless, two men came up and offered to help him. In less than a minute, one of the men posed the question “have you tried looking on the back of the car?”… which of course, he had not. Who would have? He’d driven at least six miles in the wind and snow by this point, but figured it was worth a shot. IT WAS THERE. Just sitting on the trunk of the car, apparently stuck thanks to that icy snowfall. After leaving the hospital yet again, he came upon a fresh wreck on the interstate… hmmm. I’m a big believer that all things happen for a reason, and we are quite sure God was definitely protecting him last night!
This morning, we awoke to a beautiful new layer of white powder. Tyler and Caroline could hardly wait to get back out in it! After a yummy breakfast of 7-up biscuits, sausage, eggs and fruit (I don’t play!), we got back in our multi-layers and headed back out.
Sledding on a trash can lid! OH YES WE DID.
We also couldn’t pass up a “winter family photo” opp. (Well, I couldn’t.) A framer for sure!!
We took off on a “snow walk” through the woods at the end of our street after the “sledding” adventure. Connor couldn’t believe his good fortune of being leash-free for all this fun.
This trek through the woods was fun, but our socks and gloves just didn’t cut it. Pretty soon no one objected to my suggestion we head back, and I think it’s due to the fact that we have fulfilled all wintry-mix obligations of snow-play, pretend snow angels and quasi-sledding. Thanks for the snow Jack Frost! It was a blast!! If you need us from now on… we’ll be by the fire.