See that shallow dusting of snow glistening behind the boys here? Pretty isn't?
For this school was cancelled for…
(wait for it)…
THREE.
WHOLE.
WHOLE.
DAYS.
Under normal circumstances I would have welcomed 3 days permitted to hunker down at home with the boys during the week. However having just spent the week prior (9 days including the weekends, but who's counting?) home for our unexpected stay-cation, this Mama was about out of ways to keep these boys entertained when the words "The Walker School - Closed" crawled across our TV screen.
Also I must inform you, no we did not get more snow. No the roads were not impassable. No the heat did not go out at school. And yes this was the most snow that ever graced our yard. When school was canceled Thursday due to rain and 42 degrees I about. Lost. My. Marbles. But we did manage to have a great time and snag some cute pics to share from the experience.
(This was morning #1, Tuesday. At this point school was simply delayed 2 hours and we wanted to get our hands in that powder while it lasted. Shortly after this school was canceled for the first time that week.)
Under normal circumstances I would have welcomed 3 days permitted to hunker down at home with the boys during the week. However having just spent the week prior (9 days including the weekends, but who's counting?) home for our unexpected stay-cation, this Mama was about out of ways to keep these boys entertained when the words "The Walker School - Closed" crawled across our TV screen.
Also I must inform you, no we did not get more snow. No the roads were not impassable. No the heat did not go out at school. And yes this was the most snow that ever graced our yard. When school was canceled Thursday due to rain and 42 degrees I about. Lost. My. Marbles. But we did manage to have a great time and snag some cute pics to share from the experience.
What's the point of snow unless you can make a new friend to hang out with as long as the temperature allows? Emmet the teddy bear was kind enough to loan this guy his clothes for a few days. By the weekend there was only 2 sticks, hat, scarf, 1/2 a carrot and a couple of raisins on the grill. Left without saying good-bye. Nice manners dude.
Cooped up inside? Time for art! But not normal art: Art where you are normally not allowed to do art. Like the kitchen floor. Graffiti artists in training? Eeesh, I hope not.
Cheese!
And no Henry is not practicing for a drag show. And no that is not a horrid new shade of Cover Girl lipstick. This is what Henry looks like when I turn my back for a second and he crawls on the craft table and makes a snack out of washable Crayola markers.
Cold and bored and ready to bust their buttons, the boys had a beach party in the tub and we pretended it was St Simons time! Complete with swimsuits, Bob Marley and Jimmy Buffet.
Come Wednesday (yes only day #2) I was completely out of ideas and said as much on Facebook. Our neighbors we carpool with saw my subtle plea and Matthew was invited to spend the day there with Katie Grace. Thursday she came to us. Sharing. It's what friends do.
When 6:30 AM Friday rolled around and I woke Matty for school, he said, "Wait, what? What day is it? Do I have school? I do? Thank you God."
