Yesterday was a snow day, no school. The kids were super excited! They bundled up and headed out. They would play for an hour at a time and only come in to warm up after I made them. They began to build an igloo. It was hard work and digging the doorway was exhausting. The solution...the dog. We have a Belgium/German shepherd mix. The kids took him out and showed him where to help dig out the doorway. The dog had great fun being needed and getting to play along.
Later the kids built two forts and stockpiled their snowballs. The ensuing battle was intense. Not because wars are harsh. Not because one side was overpowered. But because the ammo wasn't hitting its intended targets. Why? The dog was intercepting the flying snowballs and eating them. Frustrating for the kids playing, hilarious to the mother watching from inside. Overall, the kids had a great day outside.
Fast forward one day later, the wind chill is below zero. I decide to go out and shovel out driveway. The kids beg to go out and play. I tell them it is too cold but they don't believe me. I let them go out with me. After about 10 mins I am done with driveway and my fingers are burning. I head back inside with the kids on my heels. No forcing them to come in and warm up today. They are disappointed and are looking forward to a warmer day to go back out and play.
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