Hug Twice

Yesterday we woke up to a blanket of white covering the ground. Snow! The first real snow!

And my mom-brain’s first thought was “Crud. We haven’t been boot shopping yet.”

I checked the school delays and closings and although the school district to the north of us was closed, our own was not, and we had a 2-hour delay. A snow day! Almost. CJ only goes to school in the morning, so I wasn’t sure he even had school, but the last time we had a (scheduled) two hour delay, he did indeed have school for an hour. So I let CJ sleep in, and called the school about an hour before his bus would presumably arrive, and discovered indeed, he had school for an hour and the bus would come get him. So ready we got, Matt went out to shovel (he worked from home this morning to avoid driving in the weather), and I steadfastly avoided CJ seeing the snow.

For CJ *loves* snow. He loves snow more than anyone could imagine. If he sees it, he wants to be outside touching it, playing with it, rolling in it… and he has no boots. Just sneakers that do not keep out the snow. So I wanted the bus to distract him from the snow. And it worked, for the first time CJ saw the new snow, the bus was here, and other than stepping in a snowbank to get to it, the snow was avoided.

But when he got home, it was a different story. I went out with Alexa in her snowsuit to meet the bus (Matt had long since left for work), the bus driver kindly lifted CJ over the snowbank on the curb to the sidewalk, and we headed inside. But CJ wanted to touch the snow. And play with the snow. And Alexa wanted to protest being out in the cold. Loudly and with great fervor.

So I had an idea. We could bring the snow inside! I told CJ to come inside and we would get a bowl to catch some snow. He agreed, and inside we went. I fetched a mixing bowl, and we went out on the porch and scooped up some of the snow from our front garden and brought it inside. I gave him another mixing bowl, and he got out one of his sand shovels and started moving the snow back and forth between the bowls. Alexa poked her fingers in a few times, and CJ shoveled and shoveled, back and forth. Eventually, all the snow melted, and we moved on to playing with blocks.

And later that night when he got home from work, Matt had to bring in more snow.

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