What's Snow Got to Do with It?
Sharing a personal log about our recent snow days
What does a snow day look like? Well, it probably looks a little different (for me) now that my kiddos are a little older. During their earlier years, Meghan and I would adventure out into the snow and help them sled or even pull them through the snow as they sit in a laundry basket. And, sometime before or after, one or both of us would shovel snow.
Now, with our kids older, Adelaide is 12 and Marshall is 10, they are taking a big role in helping the shoveling out process. Yesterday, they worked on our walkway and helped our neighbors clear off theirs, including their cars. Then, a bunch of their neighborhood friends came over and they spent most of the day outside.
What about Meghan and me? Well, we (and the other parents) enjoyed watching them have fun…from the comfort of our couch by the window overlooking our front yard. Yes, we enjoyed the warmth (and some wine) and then assisted with drying off, water breaks, or making hot chocolate whenever it was needed.
Life changes a lot as our kids get older and it is sometimes hard to wrap my head around as they navigate new things like middle school, trying out for a school play, and even getting braces. And days like a snow day (or two), where they are off from school, provides a perfect example of how much they’ve grown, and how sometimes things have stayed the same.
They still love sliding down a hill in the snow. They love acting silly as often as possible. Hot chocolate has never gotten old in their eyes. They constantly amaze me with being wonderfully amazing kids. Soon, I’ll be calling them teens. And much sooner than I’d like I’ll be calling them adults – and my heart breaks ever so slightly at the thought of that.
But even though there’s heartache at the thought of them getting older, I have loved watching them grow into who they are. Day by day, week by week, month by month, it’s an incredibly monumental joy to be their parent and I can’t imagine missing out on even a moment. I recently rewatched an episode of Lost where one of the main characters was basically forced out of his child’s life – and the thought of not being there is excruciating.
So, even though my kiddos are getting older, and I don’t always love the idea of them getting old enough to move out one day, I absolutely adore the here and now. It helps me in so many ways to be a part of their lives. Even something as simple as watching them enjoy their snow day. Those simplest of things are absolutely perfect.
Thanks for stopping by for this personal log.
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