Winter Playground

Our yard is so full of snow, it’s wonderful.  The drifts are so high around the chicken coop that the kids have to strap on skis to go get the eggs.  They don’t seem to mind one bit.  Knut shoveled out enough so the door to the coop can slide open.  David has really been enjoying the addition of ski hills to our yard as they provide him a more challenging practice.  However, both boys tell me that these hills are great for sledding as well.

The way that they explain it to me, they’re not so much racing hills, but crashing hills.  If the hills were higher, they’d be good racing hills.  What David and Elias do is pull their sleds to the top of a hill, and then use their brakes to steer into one another.  The goal is to crash into the other person before they get to the bottom.  I just smile and nod.

It makes sense that this blizzard stranded my friend in I in Salt Lake City while we were on the way home from Denver, as the airport at home shut down.  Part of me was sad to have missed this one.  I absolutely love being by the fireplace with my kiddos, and just watching the wind carry snow all around our house from the view of inside our cozy house.  We sip hot chocolate and read book after book and sometimes roast hot dogs over the fire in the fireplace.  As they say, blizzards are great fun if you have nowhere to go.

I’m still living on the high of the mountaintop of the conference, though.  So I suppose it’s okay I missed just this one little blizzard.

There’s a series of forts being dug in the back of these drifts right now.  You can’t see them from this viewpoint, and the kids made me promise not to take pictures of them until they are done.  So there may be more to come.