How I thought it would be:
Children frolicking in the snow. Coming in to a warm house, putting on dry clothes and drinking hot chocolate. A little soup for lunch. Naptime. More frolicking.
How it really was:
Children running around the yard getting their shoes and pants wet. Reaching down to touch the snow. Screaming in agony because, the snow? it is cold. Sobbing children being stripped in the garage and needing to be dried off. The fun lasted about 15 seconds.
Since then, we have eaten a snack, played with Play Dough, and colored. It was only 10:30. What the hell am I supposed to do with them indoors for the rest of the day? Looks lik it will be all day cartoons in Chez Wizzle!
