It is a universal law of winter that there are never enough dry mittens, no matter how many your Mama has washed and has at the ready.
By 12:15, with all of his mittens sopping wet, the boy was ready for a break. He brought his pink cheeks into the house and shed his snowy clothes.
While the snow gear dried and warmed in the dryer, lunch was devoured and the boy warmed up under the fuzzy blanket.
Round II found Mama joining the fun. While I shoveled the walk and the driveway, JT made snowballs for throwing. Uh oh.
The snow ball arsenal was unloaded on Mama, who reports that JT's aim is getting better.
Neighbor Tom got to work with his snow blower, helping all of us to clear the snow from our driveways.
We made a snow monster with his very own snowy mountain.
JT ate more snow.
And there was more sledding.
After hot baths and supper, cookies were made (peanut butter and snickerdoodles).
Finally, after it got dark, we had a walk in the snowy night. We call it creeping and for me it's the best part of a snowy day. I always hope that it will be a quiet stroll but JT entertained himself by throwing his body in every snowdrift along the way.
Not surprisingly after all this fun, the boy was sleepy.
It was a very good day.
It was a very good day.
Looks like a grand day!
ReplyDeletelooks like an excellent day - much more fun than my Friday. I spent a good chunk of it waiting for new tires to be put on my car (and aligned!)
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