Out here at the Farm, the snow day was filled with absolute creativity and spontaneity. Ethan's ability to handle cold and wet amazed me and he never once complained about the snow and played in it for hours. Being the first snow he's been able to remember, his surprise at seeing it and his anticipation for playing in it was much more evident than any Christmas present he received this year, something confirmed as well by Minnemie and her boys. It's evidence to go towards the idea that a fun trip to the north would suit better than many Christmas toys quickly forgotten.
Amazingly, none of my family had to work and school was cancelled, so my parents, Ethan, and I built a snowman completely decked out with washers for eyes, a carrot nose, and ultimately a hard hat. My father's perfectionistic side quickly surfaced as he made sure everything was smooth and there were no leaves or dirt in the snow. Ethan also made snow angels and after "Daddy," Jeff, arrived, we all went sledding.
Our sled-mobile initially started out with a $5 special from Roses, the pink plastic mess of a sled. But with my father and Jeff's creativity, we made sides for the sled, pulled Ethan around the yard as he yelled "mush" to his "sled dogs" and finally, hooked the sled up to the 4-wheeler and my father pulled Jeff, Ethan, and me around the yard, pulling doughnuts in the field and eventually knocking both Jeff and I from the sled - a winter wonderland wipeout. Ethan, however, enjoyed a leisurely ride and looked as if he was about to take a nap instead of panic for fear of tumbling out.
The day was complete with lentil-vegetable soup and toasted homemade bread. Then a nap. Needless to say, it was an amazing day of deep snow (for SC), a jaunt through the beautiful woods, and many layers of clothes.
the next time i come over, can we ride the four-wheelers?
ReplyDeletebitte und danke!
i haven't been on one since i was probably 12.