
We got MORE snow. About 4 inches in one night. As thick as 6 inches in some places!! It was unbelievable.

So we got out to play in it again. Unfortunately, Oliver was febrile all night and all morning, so he stayed wrapped up warm and cozy against me. He slept through our snow festivities.


But Lucy and Elliot and I made snow castles and snow cakes, and then they had a snow picnic while I took pictures.


The whole thing was really going splendidly, until Lucy's boots happened.


First her boot came off her foot, so I put it back on for her, no problem.
Then it came off again. And then again. Each time, I trudged back through the snow to put it back on for her.

Finally I heard her cry out, and I turned around to see -- her sock was in the snow. Her bare foot hovered above her boot, which was now filled with snow. What happened??

I don't know. But it's amazing how quickly you can go from, "this is fun" to this-is-a-disaster-how-on-Earth-am-I-going-to-get-all-these-munchkins-back-to-the-car-without-having-my-3-year-old-walk-bare-foot-through-6-inch-snow???
In a feat I can only describe as one of my most impressive parenting moments, I carried both Lucy and Oliver, and her boots, and all of our snow toys back to the car, while coaxing Elliot to just walk a little further the whole way.
We made it home in one piece and made some hot chocolate, and then the kids sipped their warm sweet treat in the front yard, admiring the glittering snow.

And then I realized it was only 10am and that it already felt like 2pm. That was a bummer.

I ended up taking Lucy and Oliver to the doctor later in the day, and they both had ear infections. Hallelujah for after-hours pediatric clinics and Amoxicillin.
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