They are predicting 1-3 inches and I think that those same inches are just blowing around in perfect snowglobe flurry. The flakes are teeny tiny and the girls and I went to a playdate at an inside playground. The roads are mostly fine really, slick here and there, but the snow blowing around in eddies and currents is hypnotic. I don’t know how plow drivers do it!
Home again with only one close call where I exited in basically a white out to see a tow truck blocking most of the ramp but I was going slow anyway and made it by.
Life is still about the same as normal. I need so amp myself up to go finish the painting in the pantry, I’m getting bored of doing it you must be bored of hearing about it. It is, however, the thing that I’m doing that is semi unique. Nap is far more appealing but if I want to finish I need to keep going. It has been very cool to have kids wanting to help. They do slow me down but not too much. I’m hopeful to be putting things in this weekend so 2 cars can once again fit.
It happened. You know why? I forgot we broke our shovel at the end of last year. (I actually know it was from the Canadians! they sent us their cold air…)
The girls were soooo happy though so I’m trying to get in their mindset. Fiona went out first, putting on snow gear over her PJ’s and tromping around the deck. She went out again later with me while I did the driveway she trooped all over the yard. No picture can capture the tiny little girl in a neon orange suit in a great big world of snow. Niamh and Zoe have big plans for when they get home to play play play and I’m all for that! I think we will end up with about 6 inches total, not a bad start.
Snow does make things brighter at night, all reflecty and nice rather than just endless dark. This particular snow I’m sure will melt but by December we just have to be ready for a lot of white :).
This morning Zoe crept into my bed about 5 am. Not my favorite time but far better than 3am but not as good at 7:25 (we get up at 7:30). At some point she asks if it is a school day and I tell her “no, not for you only for Niamh, today we are going to Shoreview”. At that point she starts to whimper that she just wants to stay home, no kidcare, not playground nothing… I tell her that we need to just focus on breakfast (because lack of food is usually what is making her sad) and up we get to start the day. She persists in saying that it is not a good day to go out and we should stay home and do puzzles.
I look out the window…. I see a minor blizzard.
School, ironically, still happening. I think they are just going to power through the snow because they have already missed 10 days in January (2 for teacher in-service day, 5 arctic closures, 3 days around new years) and can’t miss much more. Lars brings Niamh to the bus, I contemplate if I should go out.
I swear the snow got stronger as I looked and I decided Zoe is right, this is a good home day. She must have really wanted a home day to conjure up 6 inches of snow. We made the right decision because my facebook is alive with talk of 3 hour commutes, big accidents, and tons of near misses with skidding and poor visibility. This is my exit by the way…
We doodled around and in fact did do puzzles. Zoe is pretty decent if she is not impeded by a Fiona-zilla. Fiona amused herself for a very long time putting caps on travel cups and water bottles. I pulled them out of the step* because they were not fitting right and I had two clean ones to put away but they are still out because she had such a good time.
Not leaving the house gets to me because I feel like the day loses shape, but, not leaving the house does mean we have time to do things without a rush. I’m far more wimpy about driving in snow then arctic so home we are.
The afternoon is looking nice, temps are reasonable that I might bundle up the crew and do the driveway but there also are more puzzles to do. I am very very happy on days like this to be home because I am willing to bet too many people drove this morning because they already missed work due to school closing and felt they had to get in today. School closings are such a loaded topic I’m not touching them with a 50 foot pole.
*yes I said step. Did I ever write up the fact that we did add storage to our stairs? I don’t see anything in a quick archive search so here is our ‘secret’ step
When you have stairs everywhere in your house they really do become furniture. All good furniture should have storage. Our steps open up on a hidden hinge and have room for all the water bottles and travel mugs plus sunblock and a first aid kit. Travel mugs and water-bottles are just so big we had no good place before and now they have the perfect home.
Gripe/rant/pity party a head. Skip if you don’t want to hear it…
1. Lars is sick. Never can tell if it is the sniffles or near death because both turn him into a very sad individual. To his credit he has made dinner even if he was a shuffling zombie, but other then that he has been negative helpful in life.
2. Due to #1 I’ve been solo for morning marathon and for the past two days only barking orders has rousted the crew. Today for example instead of getting dressed when asked Zoe collected markers, paper and sat in her room making the letter X over and over. When I discover this we have 1 min to get into the car to make the bus. Instead of putting on her coat over her PJ’s she is suddenly naked and insisting on getting dressed. While this is happening Niamh is staring at the closed door that leads to the garage and the car she is supposed to be getting into. Staring as in not turning the knob… her hands are full… GuRRR! Thankfully the snow slowed the bus down so we still made it.
3. Brief highlight of the day talking to my sister
4. Off to the library with very little trouble, I knew things were going too well… the street was not plowed yet but we made it just fine.
5. Drive directly to Niamh’s school to have lunch with her and there are massive accidents left and right but we are ok and only slightly late to lunch. Niamh’s face lighting up when we came into the cafeteria made up for the morning trouble. Lunch progresses just fine and we say good bye.
6. Our street is now plowed! woo hoo! things are going well! Oh… the driveway is pretty plowed in, hum, lets give it a go… WRONG ANSWER.
7. 45 minutes shoveling and coaxing the car out of the street and eventually into the driveway.
8. During the 45 min Fiona falls asleep but Zoe goes prospecting in the car. As I get in for the final time to give it another shot Zoe looks at me and says she has something bad to tell me. Actually she said “Mom, I hate to say but I have bad news….” then she moves her tush and I see many many drawings, in pen, on the front passenger seat. This is not the time to loose it, she is near tears anyway, focus on getting up the driveway – not hitting the other car or the house and finally we are in the garage!
9. Sol-u-mel and Mr Clean eraser and 20min of scrubbing erases all traces
10. meanwhile Fiona is in her crib crying because she had just enough nap to not want more.
11. No lunch, no coffee, no peace – I decide to just let her cry 5 more min and quick nuke a lunch and make a Keruig coffee and then sit with her and make her calm with the milk buffet.
12. I think ‘at least the driveway is clear’ so I can leave to get Niamh with no issues and then I look and see that our across the street neighbor is parked right in the way of us navigating the huge piles of snow. I make it but just barely.
Otherwise I did get some cleaning done, one handed of corse because Fiona screeches “uppie” constantly. I am also now the only booster/highchair she will use and will hunger strike unless she is in my lap. This cuts down on all breakfast, lunch and dinner time productivity.
I really can’t complain too much. They are doing fine now, nothing that happened was more then annoying but last night I only got about 4 hours of sleep between the plague monkey in the room and then Fiona protesting the closing of the all night buffet. Tonight we will recoup and hope for the best and hopefully tomorrow will be better.
last year was really her first snow, but, this is the first snow that Fiona truly enjoyed. She played while I did the driveway and all was well.
Hey, guess what I got to use today!
I slipped on ice in the driveway and scooted ever so slowly backwards into the snow piled up at the end of the driveway. This was, of course, when all 3 kids were in the car – husband is in the office downtown, and we are kinda in a rush. I decided not to stress. It was the story time we don’t love anyway and we were going just to go out. The snow is light and fluffy more or less, I have a shovel, the sun was shining, and I even had a new tool to try.
It took three rounds of getting in and out of the car to shovel and position the tread thing but I can now say that the tread thingie is awesome. I was unstuck relatively quickly and we even made some of storytime. I didn’t catch much, but, it seems like Goth librarian is getting better at story time. She still only had about 7 kids there but she had more stuff going on. I’m not sure if it was because I asked Good librarian to give the new kid some tips, or, if she is just getting better on her own. Either way I’m glad because sometimes it is easier to go on Thursday the Tuesday.
I tempted fate and brought kids to the grocery store pre nap (but post lunch) and it worked out very well and bonus, shopping done! So often we intend to go after ‘naps’ and then it just does not really happen because either they never sleep and we are waiting for better mood, or, they finally fall asleep and I have to wait for them to wake up.