Just the title cracks me up! Snowmageddon,Snowpocalypse, THE Blizzard…whatever you call it, the mid-atlantic region has gotten walloped with snow over the past week. All in all, we got about 38 inches at our house over two storms a few days apart. For some Westerners who long for a good snow every year, our wishes were fulfilled. What we can do without is the pre-storm hysteria, grocery stores with no food (especially milk, eggs & toilet paper…really people, do you need 6 gallons of milk for the 3 days you might be home bound?!), less than adequate snow removal equipment, inexperienced people providing the snow removal and all the dumbasses who think they can take their 20-year-old, 2 door Geo Prizm through 20 inches of unplowed snow. And as long as we don’t lose our on its last legs roof, the snow has been pretty awesome.
Jack loves the snow. He loves to watch it and play in it and talk about it. It has been hard for us to play in this storm though. Frankly, the snow was just too deep and too wet for our little guys. After the first dumping Jack was out with us for a while but he really couldn’t get around. He is 38 inches tall and we got about 28 inches in that storm. Basically the snow came up to Jack’s shoulders. Coupled with the fact that I bought him boots at Goodwill as the storm began that are at least a size and a half too big, wading through the snow wasn’t too easy for the monkey. Garrett has not been a fan of playing in the snow. He loves to look at it and informs us immediately when it is snowing “Mama, SNNNOOOWWW!” as he bangs the window. Because until yesterday I could not find a pair of snow boots anywhere that were small enough for his tiny feet, he was stuck wearing ankle high, water proof Merrells with warm socks, babylegs and snow pants. No matter how hard we tried he ended up with cold, wet legs. Who’d like the snow if that was the extent of your experience? Since G didn’t want to be outside (and by not wanting, I mean he screamed and cried the entire time we were outside and not holding him) we could only go out when he was asleep or both Travis and I were around. And although all of DC was shutdown for the better part of a week, Travis still had to work. Apparently when the company you work for is based in New Hampshire, they don’t really care about a mere 2 ft of snow in DC! With just me able to be out with the kids, it was just too hard to attempt.
Finally on Thursday Travis needed to do some more shoveling. After what seemed like an hour, I finally had both boys dressed and had found a pair of waterproof hiking boots that were 3 sizes too big for G, but were worth the attempt. G was excited to have boots like Jack and was able to sort of move in them. Our neighbors were out with their little boy Campbell who is about 2 weeks older than G. They were sledding on our street, so we joined in. Garrett was immediately upset that we put him on the sled with his brother and Cam. Then after pulling them about two steps, Jack rocked the sled and G face planted in the snow. Of course, this did not please our anti-snow kid. I put him back on and made him finish the run, which of course ended with another snow face plant for both Cam and G. G freaked out, Cam wiped some of the snow off and then ate it. Can you tell his Mom is from Vermont?! I made Garrett go down periodically with me, but he never liked it. I don’t think Jack and Cam got off the sled for over an hour. Those two had a blast. Every time they went down Jack would try to rock the sled, usually resulting in a near crash into the snow bank. The best part was that anytime they slowed down on the sled, Cam would stick his hands down, collect the snow and then eat as much of it as he could before he needed to hold on again. It was so cute!
Jack is my displaced snow kid and had a blast sledding. I’d wish I could say Garrett loved it too, but it took about an hour of being outside before he even tolerated it. It looks like G may just be our beach bum! Trav brought Denver out to play a little and that was finally the turning point for Garrett. He LOVES D Dog and was happy to follow her around the street and even into the snow a little. Even when we took Denver back inside, G was more comfortable and played some more.
It has been pretty warm here during the day, so the main roads are bone dry and our neighborhood streets are basically a slushy mess during the day and pure ice at night. We have amazing icicles all around our house and plenty of snow piled up. We are thankful to have our Highlander which is a beast in the snow and kept us from being homebound. We made it to two Caps games in the midst of the major storm and out and about to keep from going crazy. Pre-school has been cancelled for us since January 30th due to either scheduled school holidays or snow. I think we are all ready to resume some semblance of a normal every day life. I’m especially pleased that Jack goes back to school on Monday. I think we need the break from each other. The other day I was marveling to Travis about how much cleaning I had gotten done recently. I asked him how I could get so much done even though we were so cooped up. He told me my tolerance for the kids fighting with each other had increased exponentially with the accumulation of snowfall and number of days stuck indoors. Huh, apparently all hell broke loose and I wasn’t concerned. Maybe that explains the bruise on G’s head.