Six inches of snow fell late Sunday evening, and it has since turned to ice. Our boys have been out of school all week, and won’t go back until Tuesday due to MLK Jr. holiday.
It was fun the first day, sledding, throwing snowballs, and hiking mountain trails in the snow.
The second day it was still fun, but the ground was icier: better for sledding but more difficult to get around.
The third day the ground was covered in ice. It was my son’s birthday, and he was stuck at a friend’s house after spending the night. He couldn’t walk home because it was too icy (the snow was powdery enough to walk to his buddy’s house the day before). He waited until the sun came out and tried walking home. He fell a couple of times, but was slowly making progress when some friends picked him up in their 4WD Jeep and gave him a ride home.
I’m now officially over it. I ran out of Coke Zero yesterday (a true emergency), but we still have milk, eggs, bread, and other staples. Cabin fever has set in, and the kids are grumpy. I got out all kinds of art supplies, science project books, and anything else I could think of to keep them busy. They’re tired of sledding (as am I), and my husband can’t convince any of us that this is fun anymore.
Sounds like a great day to quilt, doesn’t it? How has the snow affected you and how have you coped? I’d love to know!