Last night, the were calling for some freezing rain this morning, but it didn’t start until after 7 am, when middle/high school buses were already running, so well into getting-ready-for-school time, they called a delay for elementary schools, which meant tellling Peeper, “Oh, sorry. I know you’re dressed, and you haven’t been to school since last Wednesday, but you’re not going today, either.” (She didn’t mind.)
I was on schedule, though, so I had to brave the ice. As it turned out, the roads were fine, but our driveway was an ice rink. As I was scraping the ice off the windows of my car, I had to keep one hand on it at all times, to not wipe out.
As I was approaching the campus, I noticed this view, and had to actually stop (on a non-busy road, don’t worry, Anonymama) and get this photo.
Again. This was a big one.
The snow started last night, so Shrike spent the night with her sister, near work, and Peeper and I were on our own today.
That ice storm I mentioned yesterday? Yup, there it is.
A childhood friend of mine lost her mother earlier this week, and her family is asking friends to do a random act of kindness in her memory.
Yesterday, KindnessGirl ask people to leave anonymous notes of encouragement as a kindness mission associated with the WomanKind Richmond Conference.
I put the two together, and this evening Peeper and I posted about ten notes around Target for #WomanKINDness and for Bebe.
(Mind you, this happened hours before an ice storm hit our area.)
Not pictured: “Hang in there, Mama!” by the breast pumps, “Believe in yourself you can do it!” by some other breastfeeding stuff and “You got this, hang in there!” by the newborn diapers.
It was another snow day here, but we didn’t actually miss anything because Shrike and I are off on Mondays anyway, and Peeper’s school was supposed to have an inservice today.
My gals were nice enough to let me sleep in this morning, and when I got up I saw that they’d already been in the backyard doing some building. There was a smallish snowman and a really big snowball. Peeper told me that was going to be “the other snowman’s pregnant tummy.” (Um, thinking that’s not so much a snowman there, honey.)
Later, we finished building the pregnant snowperson and then I got a little carried away. While Peeper was making a nice soft pile of snow in front of her “for her babies to land on” (all “twenty-and-a-hundred-and-ten” of them), I made her some snowboobs. When I showed Peeper, she was a bit unsure about it.
“But I never made a snowman with goodies before.”
“You never made a pregnant snowman either. When her snowbabies come out, she’s going to need goodies, isn’t she?”
She allowed as how that was true, then asked, “Did you make nipples?”
No, no I didn’t, but she told me how, “Just use a little pinch of snow.”
I told her that I wanted to go in and get my phone, to take a picture, and she said, “You can’t send it to Facebook. You can’t show her goodies on Facebook!”
Of course, in order to really piss off Facebook, she would need a snowbaby for her goodies, but then I was afraid that she’d drop him, so . . .
Actually, Peeper and I did go see the movie Frozen last night, as a little something special to make up for Shrike getting called in to work at the very last minute. She loved it, and thanks to a friend who unexpectedly hooked us up with a copy, she’s watched it another time or two today.
But we’re also pretty frozen today. It’s around (below?) 20 degrees out there, with snow falling all day and several inches of accumulation. Peeper was already scheduled to be off school, for a teacher inservice, but all the other schools in the area, including the college where I work, were off too.
Peeper does love her snow. I think she went out in it about four or five times; I made her go by herself at 8 am, when the ground was barely covered, because I knew I had another trip or two ahead of me later in the day. As it turned out, I think I went with her twice and Shrike twice.
She wanted so badly to build a snowman. Light, fluffy, dry, 20’F snow is great when you have to shovel and clear off the car, but not so much for snowmen.
After we came in, I heard her in the bedroom where Shrike was sleeping. She said something to her about drying off PerfectPup, and went and got a towel from the linen closet. Then another. And another.
I went in to see what was going on, and found Shrike still asleep, and poor PerfectPup like this.
That pink thing beside her is Peeper toy blow dryer. Running.
This is what she left behind when she finally got fed up and walked off. I guess Peeper was right that she needed to be cleaned up.
Galoot on the other hand, was just keeping Mommy nice and warm.
A few more trips out in the snow, including helping Mommy shovel, and an attempt to fix up her snowman, and then we had a perfect snowy weather dinner – hot soup and hot-ish chocolate.
Peeper declared this “the bestest soup ever!” (Campbell’s chicken noodle.)
Looks like she could use it.
This is why nobody had school today.
In case you can’t quite make that out, it says -4°F. On our back patio. That is officially the coldest temperature I’ve ever experienced. I saw zero on this thermometer once.
And while I’ve seen 100°F plenty down in Texas, I’ve also only seen it here exactly once. The summer that our air conditioner was out.
We got our first significant snowfall today, and Peeper thoroughly enjoyed it.
These photos were taken early in the storm, it actually got a good bit deeper than that. They’re all I got because I didn’t take my phone out with me when I was actually playing in it with her, so unfortunately, there’s no video of both of us sledding down the tiny hill between our neighbor’s yard and our own.