Late Thursday afternoon, the snow began to fall. We had hoped this would be a good night to begin to transition the kids closer to their regular school night bedtimes. Alas, at 8pm, I went to take out the trash, and made a shocking discovery. This wasn’t just any snow.
This was packy snow.
The kind of packy snow that forms a snowball at the merest touch.
With highs predicted in the 20s for the following day, I concluded (with but a momentary sigh of regret) that there was no other reasonable choice to be made.
Plan proposed and accepted with alacrity — the kids bundled up for the cold outdoors, and played outside until nearly 10pm.
This little girl worked soooo hard to build a snowman. Except, after multiple times of the whole thing falling over, she eventually dubbed it “a snowfort.”
Meanwhile, big brother was posing, showing off cool tricks like making snow stick to his glove (it was seriously packy snow), and unusual dance moves.
Their sleep schedule may never be back to normal, but they had a fantastic night!