We made it through the much-anticipated snow and ice storm, losing power for only a few hours. The children very much enjoyed waking to a winter wonderland, then sledding and stomping around on the several inches of snow for three days.
|"Where's my scarf, Mama?"|
Chris went out with them in the frigid cold a few times, and I preferred my job, which was to stay indoors and make hot cocoa for the returning adventurers.
When our power went out, we filled our time by doing a school day by the light from the windows (CCE having been cancelled), everybody drew pictures, Mary wrote a musical composition, and then she gathered her younger siblings under the covers in bed and read them Frog and Toad.
|Music Theory classes paying off|
|Margaret reading aloud to Thomas|
Joseph (3) never got to play in the snow because he caught a bad cough-turned-fever from John who was, by now, well enough to play outside. Thomas got sick too--his first illness--so I spent a lot of the weekend just sitting around snuggling miserable boys who could be comforted only by a mama's arms.