Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Snow Day

How unlike me to blog something THE DAY IT HAPPENS, and yet, here we are. 
Let's chalk it up to procrastination of the two papers that are due tomorrow. 
We took full advantage of today's snow day and staying in pajamas until well past noon, took the chance to do loads of laundry and vacuum the house, ate way too much sugar a la Shannon, and played in the snow! 
We took Edith out in the snow for the first time exclusively for these pictures while Gemma played and played and never wanted to come in. E is bundled and bundled, wearing a snowsuit that is twice her size while G was way underdressed in her double layered pants that aren't waterproof. If we still lived in Boston, I am sure she would have a better snow-wear wardrobe...

 Tim thought I was cruel to make her pose in the snow, but come on... look at this next picture!
I took Edith back inside to get her warmed up and a bottle and when we checked back out the window 20 minutes we saw that Tim and Gemma had created their own Olaf. She then determined that this snowman was Dada and they needed to make a Gemma snowman as well so we currently have two frozen figures in our front yard that she cannot stop talking about. Gemma also had her first hot chocolate today.
 This little row home in the city has been so good to us. We don't know how much longer we will be able to rent this house, maybe a few months, maybe a few years, but we definitely do not plan to be here for the long haul. It's strange to think that this place, which has held so many family memories for us, and growth of our family, will not be a place that G and E remember. I want to be better about using my real camera to capture more moments like these, the candids beyond the iPhone photo stream to look back on the sidewalk chalk that has been snowed over, at Tim's woodworking projects on the front porch, at the tiny two lane street, and the half fence of a yard well played in. I want the girls to have these visuals to accompany the stories we will share for the rest of their lives.