Forty-five degrees! I can't even remember the last time our thermometer read that high... at first I thought it might be malfunctioning. It can't possibly be above freezing. We're not that lucky... are we?
So we have been taking full advantage of the bearable (not quite ready to call it beautiful) weather and donning our snow gear! First was sledding on Saturday: Max had the time of his life! Lucian, not so much. He went down the hill once, and that was plenty for him. He stood in the snow twice, two times too many. Poor kid, not quite the daredevil his big brother is, but we'll work on him.
Max went down the hill several times all by himself, and he enjoyed exploring the expansive snowy tundra at the bottom of the hill almost as much as the actual sledding. Paul followed him around, throwing snowballs and teaching him how to make snow angels.
Yesterday was another day well worth experiencing. Forty degrees and sunny! I'm not so ambitious when Paul's at work, so we stuck to the backyard. But that was adventure enough. Sunday evening, we arrived home at about 8:00pm to see that the entire mass of snow from the roof of our deck had slid off into the yard, completely blocking the path to our back door! We ferried the boys across to get them inside, then Paul came back out to shovel us out. While a bit of a headache that night, it made for a pretty fantastic play area yesterday! We're calling it Avalanche Mountain.
We also had some major thawing, creating a nice puddle for splashing! Max spent a good chunk of time running, galloping and skipping from the garage to the house, trying to make the biggest splashes he could.
This time, Lucian got to have lots of fun too. He never left his blanket on the deck, he never had to touch the snow, and he didn't have clunky snow boots on. Couldn't be happier.
I still won't be sad when all of this snow melts away and we start to see some green again, but if more of winter was like this, I think I'd be a happier person!
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