Last weekend marked the first family snow day for us. It was a big deal as MM has never been in the snow. Mr P and I were like two little kids impatiently willing the snow to fall harder, bigger, softer, and stick. It started falling on the Saturday so we took a little family walk in it. MM’s first impressions of snow falling from the sky couldn’t have been farther from magical and joy. If you follow me on instagram you can see her desperately screaming for the snow to in fact, stop falling on her and her sad face, see it again here. When we woke up on Sunday and saw snow still on the ground, we were a little apprehensive on how our first family snow day would go that day.
We had bought sleds years ago when B was little, praying it would snow for some family fun but it never did and we were excited to finally put them to use. We bundled up warm as we could and prepared for a sledding day. We kept telling MM snow is soft, and fun to play with. It took some convincing but we put her in one sled and B in another and set off for the big hills behind our house. They were instantly squealing with laughter on their first sleigh ride. Mr P and I were throwing snowballs like two little kids. It was looking good for a snow day for us.
As you can see as long as they were happily out of the snow and being pulled on their sleds their were laughing. I had this silly thought that I would capture my family photo for this month in the beautiful snow, all together as it was a big milestone but the kids/hubby had other ideas. When it came time to take any photo with me, hubby included there was an uproar and protests. One photo attempt even saw me get white washed (face down) in the snow by my lovely son, B. It’s a prime example of #lifeasablogger failed! I still haven’t had the chance to take a nice one as both kids are now sick. You can see MM’s face says it all below that I am clearly ruining snow day for them all. So we headed back for some more sledding on the hill.
Daddy’s strength was put to the test pulling these two monkeys up and down the steep hill. But I said it was good for him and used the fact that I wanted to capture the moment. Our sledding didn’t last long at the top of the hill as it was absolutely blowing a gail. You could barely stand up without being forced in one direction or another. I stupidly thought I would attempted one more family capture at the top looking over all the snowy fields and as the tripod blew over it snapped this one below. It was almost sideways before it clicked and made me laugh however no one else thought it was funny.
We made our way back down the hill after Daddy tried to sled down the biggest part of the hill and hit a four foot drop off and broke the sled. He is a total kid when it comes to snow. The wind really started to burn our faces and kids were getting cold and fussy. It was time to go home. Snow days never last that long when you have little ones.
We walked back home with the snow rapidly melting behind us and memories of our first family snow day together. Things may have not gone as smoothly as I envisioned they rarely do but we had a lovely snowy Sunday morning. I was really impressed with how much B liked sledding and the snow too. He even stayed out longer to play with his best friend next door in the snow some more. I may not like living in the snow but I love playing in it when it falls. I hope we get some more fluffy white snow before winter is over because I am sick of the rain all year, it’s boring and you can only jump in so many muddy puddles.