It was perplexing to me to see snow on the ground in December in Middle Tennessee. I mean, really? Snow came before the first day of Winter, and it actually was cold enough to stick the ground. I had to pinch myself because I thought just maybe I had been transported back to Baltimore. My confusion was met with Emmanuel's joy as we watched the snow falling, read books about the snow, indulged in hot chocolate, and of course, played in our little 2.6 inches of snow.
And, I always imagined that I would be the type of mom that would stay inside close to the fire while my children had fun throwing snow balls and rolling down hills. I mean, I really don't like to be cold. But, I was so excited to take E out into the snow and play and play and play (okay, we only stayed out for about 20 minutes, but that was about as much cold as I could take...), and although it took some creativity to try to play, take pictures with gloves on, and get some footage on the video camera...I managed it, and we had a blast.
He did not respond well when I said it was time to go in....
But, eventually he came back in (with hot chocolate as a bribe, of course!)
There is snow in the forecast for Christmas...
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