Ok, I think I get two gold stars for taking the kids out into the frozen tundra to play. We doubled up on clothes, with their jammies on underneath (MB thought this was overkill but I was cold!). They kind of had a good time.
I don't think they understood the concept of playing in the snow. I think they thought it was finally a chance for them to play outside, just like they used to when it wasn't so cold. Ian looks thrilled here, doesn't he?
They were happy to become reacquainted with the swings that they love so much. When Leah slipped and fell, she cried because there was snow on her mittens. Certainly no snowman making going on around here.
Ian decided he didn't need mittens. He didn't last very long outside. He was crying to go back inside in about 7 minutes. He really is my favorite child sometimes.
Leah wasn't quite as anxious to get back inside. She wanted to play on all of her favorite toys while she could. Of course, while trying to get on this horse, she kept getting snow on the seat. I helped her on up and then she was happy.
I included this picture because it shows our house in the background. There it is, right next door to the playground and on a cul-de-sac too. We really lucked out.
I finally convinced Leah to head inside with the promise of some hot chocolate. Well, some lukewarm chocolate. My kids don't like to eat or drink anything even remotely resembling warm or hot. They don't know what they're missing.