Snow Day

There is something to be said about snow days.

For how much I despise having to go into work for straight time on a Friday, I was a little bit excited when our work called us off for today because of the winter storm and snow we expected.

Late bedtimes. Snacks. Couch cuddles. Sleeping in.

All the things you get excited for when you were of school age but with more responsibility and you're not as equally excited to go out and play in the snow as you once were. Regardless it was a fun time to have a middle of the week slumber party with my sister and nephews.

I was confident that this year was going to be so much better for Amaya than it was for her last year. When we were buried in our weekend blizzard last year I bundled her up in all her snow suit glory and made way to our backyard to enjoy her reaction. 


It ended in tears.
Lots of tears.

Apparently homegirl wasn't too fond of the wintry white stuff and made it very known with a cherry red nose and tear stained cheeks.

But this year was going to be different. She was another year older and after much hype through the Christmas season and her obsession with all things Frozen, I was practically a one man band of 'Do You Want To Build A Snowmen'...? with excitement. 

Do you sense the hesitation in that face? 

Yes, after a 45 minute struggle of dressing her in three layers of sweatpants, two pairs of thick socks, three long sleeve shirts, one sweatshirt, snowsuit, jacket, hat, boots, and mittens....we were all set to go out into the winter wonderland. 

Until we walked down the set of stairs and the wild wind smacked a snow drift right in her face...

'Hey guyssssss....wait up!'

Yeahhhh, so obviously our fun filled day of all things snow did not go as planned. There were no snowmen built, no snowball fights, no snow angels zero zilch. 

There was a couple tears, runny noses, cries to be held, and a unsuccessful first ride on a sled. I wouldn't call it a success but definitely an experience. Even when our adventures don't go according to plan, we try to make the best of it. 

I wasn't too fond of being outside anyway in the windy winter wonderland, so we headed inside, stripped off our layers of clothes and painted Valentines and took a late afternoon nap.

That's a good snow day if you ask me, and there's always next year for the reacquainting of the snow. 

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