Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow

Yesterday we finally had our first real snow of the year. The forecast had warned of a winter storm hitting sometime after midnight on Friday morning. When we woke to 36 degrees and partly cloudy skies, I was sure that the storm had just not materialized. I should have depended on more than just aol before decided what to wear to work. The clothes I decided on were fine, as was the coat, but I foolishly did not chose snow boots for my feet. The storm finally hit around noon. By the end of the day there was about 3 inches of snow on the ground and it was starting to sleet. There was no way that I was going to allow Erin to come pick me up as I could already see fender-benders from my classroom window. I had three choices. Take a cab, not worth the money. Take the bus, 2 hours on a dirty bus with loud obnoxious teens, nope. Take the train. Even though it meant going the opposite direction of home to catch one going the right direction and even though it would take at least 2 hours to get to my home that is 15 miles from work, it was the best choice. It was a much better choice than the shoes I was wearing. The first step outside the building sent me scrambling to grab a railing in order not to fall. The entire walk to the train I looked like someone who was trying to ice skate for the first time. As soon as I safely made it to the train, I called Erin and told her that she would have to meet me at the bottom of the hill on which we live. There was no way I could make it to the top without a pair of boots. So 2 1/2 hours later I was greeted by a little red sled that contained the cutest little snow bunny and boots.

Once I was in the appropriate shoes the fun began. Alivia definitely loves cold weather. We spent about an hour letting her sled down the hill. When Erin and I were completely frozen we decided it was time to take her in. OMG how that child can throw a tatrum. She did not want to leave the snow. Later when we discovered that we were missing some important ingredients for dinner, it was back into the sled for a trip to the store. How much fun! What child wouldn't love to live in a place where you go to the store by sled. The only drawback was that we had to deal with the tantrum again when we returned home. Maybe after a few days and when she realizes that the snow will (hopefully) still be there when she goes back outside, she will just learn to enjoy it in small doses.