this would definitely not be my reaction...
neither would this...
Unless of course it was one of my sweet children or if it was when Dan and I were dating and I didn't want to come off as a crazy girl in front of him. But my natural reaction would probably be to tear up and go inside. My natural self has a very strong disliking of snow.
I have seen a faint, tiny, itty-bitty light this winter. The tiny glimmer of light in the long couple of months comes from a few things. First, Quinton can get 90% of the way ready to go play in the snow by himself, Rex and Myla can get about 75% of the way ready by themselves, and just to play fair, Titan tries very hard. Second, they play outside for hours! If I remember correctly, it used to take a half an hour to get them all ready and they played for ten minutes. This year they seem to just love to be outside, of course we choose the slightly warmer days to play but as long as its a decent winter day they are happy for a while.
I'm so thankful for the fresh air, the change of environment, that they have each other. Sometimes Jett and I will just watch from the window and sometimes while Jett is napping I will help them build snow forts or throw snowballs and try and knock them down. The things that I do out of extreme love for my children! They make playing in the snow fun. Shhhh... don't tell anyone.
Quinn and Myla have enjoyed shoveling off our driving and working hard.
Oh man, they are growing up. Titan is hanging in there playing in the snow better than any of my older kids ever did at the age of two.
I love battling with these kids (I'm chasing Rexy with a snowball while trying to take his picture).
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to have to learn to smile and laugh when I get a snowball to the face. As these kids get bigger I have no doubt that the battles will get more intense, the snowballs will only get larger and I'm either going to need to get better at throwing or cry, "Uncle," as they shove snow down my back. This house is not for the weak and I love it!
No comments:
Post a Comment