We had our first snow day of 2021 this week and it did not disappoint. The kids loved getting outside and playing in the snow. I would have loved it more if B hadn't sprained his ankle and been on crutches leaving me, unfortunately, to shovel out the 9 inches of snow. I took it as an opportunity to teach Natalie something very important: women are physically strong too. I explained to Natalie that husbands who shovel snow (mow lawns, do manual labor around the house) are a luxury and women are capable of doing hard things. Two reminders I needed myself: I can do hard things and I need to take time to acknowledge and appreciate all the things, small and big, my amazing husband does for our family.
I don't want to ever forget bundling my kids up in snowsuits and seeing the sheer joy on their faces. Snow days are a reminder to slow down and enjoy the little things.
There is something so stinkin sweet about babies bundled up and my baby is hardly a baby anymore. He is so much a little boy, not even a toddler. Clearly, I'm coping well.
The snow is starting to melt today but I am going to hold onto these happy moments in our bubble as long as possible. As much as I love these days, here's to hoping we don't have another one before B is healed :)
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