The day after a holiday it's always kind of hard to get back into the swing of things, especially for the kids. If it's called "winter BREAK" why do we expect them to work? It's amazing how fast kids can disappear when the "c" word comes into play. Eventually, at least they gave us their laundry and kind of picked up their rooms. Then it was time to play! or veg rewatching all the movies they received yesterday.
And so today went. The garage door opened and closed every 5 minutes with someone going out to play in the snow, or coming in because they were cold. The back porch is cleared by stomping feet and swishing mittens. It takes them twenty minutes to get ready to play outside for five minutes. Such is the first real snowfall of winter. I now have footprints in my yard, and snowballs splatted against the sliding door. Poor Si Guy wasn't allowed out, because some of the drifts were as tall as him, so he just watched...and waited for his chance, but when the garage door opened he realized it was too cold. So he satisfied himself with stealing mom and dad's sodas and his siblings toys.
Our street is always one of the first ones plowed because of the grade school a few houses away, but there really wasn't any traffic to speak of on this quiet day. Nobody coming, nobody going, really quite the peaceful day of rest and recovery. Maybe that's why there are doves for the second day of Christmas.
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