Snow Day: The Results

At some point yesterday morning, after posting my options for the snow day, I got very ambitious. It happened while I was making pancakes for the kids. Making pancakes for the kids generally incites optimism in me.

Why limit myself to one of the options? I thought. Why not try to do everything on that list?

First to check off: Make the kids do chores. Oh yes I did. And yes, I heard the complaints, "But it's a snow day!" As if it was a high holy holiday or something.

Second to check off: Watch the Disney Channel. After all that hard work, the kids were rewarded. I did not take this time to work or workout, but having dinner made before noon makes me feel like a badass.

Third to check off: Play in the snow. We all put on our snow pants and jackets--over our pajamas, of course. The Boy and I shoveled snow off the deck.

Fourth to check off: Snowshoeing. Here's how it went:

I rented snowshoes for the kids. I spent the first 20 minutes of our one-hour rental getting them on.

They loved the first five minutes. 

Here, .07 miles into the hike, I believe that maybe they will enjoy snowshoeing as much as I do.

Only one kid doesn't complain. She is standing, has brown hair, and isn't crossing her arms in protest. 

I give up. 

I never got around to working on that article or playing Banagrams. Regardless I deemed our snow day a success. (Success being defined as, "mom did not lose her mind.") Most importantly I know that snowshoeing is not meant to be a family activity for us, which is perfectly fine. Some things are meant to enjoy solo. Like closing the door to the bathroom, snowshoeing will be one of the few things I get to do in private.