On the night of Thursday, January 11th, HG, John, and I were huddled over the kitchen table, studying/ struggling/ arguing over an upcoming comprehensive multiplication test on Friday. We finally gave up and got ready for bed. Snow wintery weather was predicted for overnight Thursday/ Friday morning, but as Southerners, we take that with a grain of salt; however, HG was praying urgently for intervention and made sure that we put spoons under our pillows, flushed a cup of ice cubes, put her pjs on inside out, etc. MUCH to her delight on Friday morning, we woke up to the sound of ice hitting our windows, and soon, white covered the ground.
On Friday morning, we bundled up to head outside after breakfast, but soon, Cressey decided she did NOT like the snow hitting her in the face, even with HG giving her a fun sled ride in the driveway. I called our sweet teen neighbor to come over and play inside with Cressey so that HG and I could go play outside. We couldn’t get a ton of traction on our smaller hill and driveway, but once John got home, they suited up again and made the trek to the big hill on the other side of the neighborhood where they had much better sledding success. They sledded, threw snowballs, and made snow angels until they were frozen solid and the sun set.
“I’d rather stay right here, thank you very much.”
She absolutely refused any gloves or hats outside in the snow, but inside in the nice warm house, she wouldn’t take off my hat. #dramaqueen
Martin Luther King Day was Monday, January 15th, and that night, we got yet another blanket of snow. It ended up settling on the roads so badly that the schools were out through Thursday. Any patches of road that were shady or tree-covered were coated in ice for days due to the very low temperatures. So a one day school week- eek! And by the way, Cressey didn’t like snow anymore this time than last. Oh well. We did manage to make some snow cream this time.
“I’ll just watch you roll around in the freezing snow from right here in this nice, warm house.” –Cressey to HG
And this is what Cressey thinks about all this homebound business (this is also her favorite new perch)