Today was snow day at Epiphany Lutheran School. Once a year the school hires a company to blast in shaved ice all over the playground and we get to pretend that snow falls in Houston, Texas. Actually, I forgot about snow day until the school sent home a flier earlier this week. Up until then, I had been arguing with Jackson (who after watching the Backyardigans "Snow Queen" episode is obsessed with snow) about whether snow falls in Houston. He insists that it does. He has, as I have previously mentioned, an elephant memory and remembers snow day from last year. I on the other hand, can't remember what to buy at the store without my list.
Anyway, snow day this year was quite the success. I was VERY worried. As anyone who has small children has learned the hard way, you DO NOT mention fun activities until 30 seconds before they happen, and only then when you are ABSOLUTELY sure that nothing will change in the next 30 seconds to prevent it from happening. Well, we've had rain for the last 2 days solid. It's been rather miserable. Unfortunately this week at school the entire discussion in the classroom centered around snow day. Teachers have a different attitude about bringing up fun events. They get to be the bearer of good tidings. They get them all excited and then they get to leave their little charges at 2:00, and only have them 2 days a week. I've been hearing about snow day from the moment school let out at 2:00 on Monday afternoon, until this morning at 6:00 am when Jackson came running into my room to remind me that it was snow day. Thank you Mrs. Druckhammer. I immediately sent Heath to the window to check the weather...NO RAIN! Yeah!
Snow day was also great because I had a perfectly behaved 4 year old all the way up until 9:30 am this morning. The moment he even thought about fighting with his brother, or whining about what he had for breakfast, 3 little words shut him up. "No Snow Day." He was terrified of not being able to go. So, as you can see, we went to snow day and had a blast. Grant wasn't too sure about the snow at first, but he came around. Jackson wanted us to build igloos. I'm not sure where that came from, his classmate Layla and he wanted to build igloos and live in them until Friday. We convinced him that miniature snow men were a better option. He had a blast and after about an hour and a half, he was freezing and ready to go. It was a good day for blown-in snow, it was only 40 degrees out and looked as if it might actually snow. We came home and had hot chocolate, Jackson loved it until he realized that hot chocolate is just hot...chocolate milk. He likes white milk better. Grant was perfectly happy with his chocolate milk.
Anyway, snow day this year was quite the success. I was VERY worried. As anyone who has small children has learned the hard way, you DO NOT mention fun activities until 30 seconds before they happen, and only then when you are ABSOLUTELY sure that nothing will change in the next 30 seconds to prevent it from happening. Well, we've had rain for the last 2 days solid. It's been rather miserable. Unfortunately this week at school the entire discussion in the classroom centered around snow day. Teachers have a different attitude about bringing up fun events. They get to be the bearer of good tidings. They get them all excited and then they get to leave their little charges at 2:00, and only have them 2 days a week. I've been hearing about snow day from the moment school let out at 2:00 on Monday afternoon, until this morning at 6:00 am when Jackson came running into my room to remind me that it was snow day. Thank you Mrs. Druckhammer. I immediately sent Heath to the window to check the weather...NO RAIN! Yeah!
Snow day was also great because I had a perfectly behaved 4 year old all the way up until 9:30 am this morning. The moment he even thought about fighting with his brother, or whining about what he had for breakfast, 3 little words shut him up. "No Snow Day." He was terrified of not being able to go. So, as you can see, we went to snow day and had a blast. Grant wasn't too sure about the snow at first, but he came around. Jackson wanted us to build igloos. I'm not sure where that came from, his classmate Layla and he wanted to build igloos and live in them until Friday. We convinced him that miniature snow men were a better option. He had a blast and after about an hour and a half, he was freezing and ready to go. It was a good day for blown-in snow, it was only 40 degrees out and looked as if it might actually snow. We came home and had hot chocolate, Jackson loved it until he realized that hot chocolate is just hot...chocolate milk. He likes white milk better. Grant was perfectly happy with his chocolate milk.
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