I'm so far behind in posting photos that on the blog it is still mid-summer, but in life it is mid-winter. And the updates are just so charming, they demand to be captured.
Today we had our first snowfall of the season, and we got about an inch of snow, which in Nashville is cause for a major shutdown. All the schools were closed, so Liam and I have been having a snow day together.
Before Terry headed out to work, we drove by the Hardware store to buy a sled. Then I got Liam super bundled up (and yes, there were some plastic baggies and masking tape involved at one point). When he was so bundled he had to waddle, I knew we were set. Out we went and I gave him a sled ride into Shelby park. He just laid on his back in the sled staring up at the snowy trees and seeming quite content.
Then we got out and tromped around in the snow. Whenever he would get ahead of me he would look back and call for me "mama!"
We went onto the golf course where they have some gentle hills that were perfect for sledding. I hauled the sled with Liam in it up the hill and then we rode down together. Weeeeee!
Then I found some pristine snow and took out the cups I had stashed in my backpack. I pressed the snow town into the cups and then poured some Vitamin Water over it to make a homemade snow-cone. I brought out the bendy snowman straws and we were all set for a feast. I wasn't sure how he would feel about them but he was thrilled. Absolutely loved his, ate/drank the entire thing. He finished it off as I was hauling him uphill out of the park on the sled again, which proved to be mommy's workout for the day.
When we got back to our house and I stopped the sled he looked up at me and started trying to communicate that he wanted more. "More! Go! Pull!" so I took him on one more pull around our block before forcing him to go in. It was quite cold out and I didn't want him to get cold dispite the multiple layers and wool socks.
Once inside I made us both some cocoa (his was only with a little bit of cocoa powder, and only a little warmed milk) and I poured his into his tiny kid-sized pastel tea cups and we stood at the kitchen counter and drank our cocoa together. The cocoa was also a major hit. His cheeks were rosy and he was slurping it down and when he got to the bottom of his tea cup he would put it down on the counter and say "More! cocoa! MMMMMMM!" and then smile a cheesy grin. He wound up drinking about half a regular cup full of cocoa.
The morning with him was charming and delightful, the sort of thing I wish I had been able to capture with the camera, but of course it was no where to be found and I didn't want the poor kid to overhead in his bundles while I searched for it. But it also makes me appreciate that some times you just have to go out there and have the kind of adventures that make an indelible impression on you even if they are never captured on film, because they stick in your heart.
