On the first day of spring, I fulfilled one of the obligations/privileges at my daughter’s school. I prepared a snack the night before: carrots, cheese cut in sticks (I really can’t bring myself to buy individually wrapped products), bananas, and homemade bread. In the morning, she and I hopped the bus and went to her school for the morning. I spent the day reading books to kids, helping them spell words as they wrote their stories, wiping down tables before and after eating, and helping kids into their snow gear. Yep, the first day of spring saw a great recess full of making snowmen and throwing snowballs at the fence. It was so good to get in the classroom and get to know a few of the kids better. Last year, I did many more parent helpings, but this year my wife and my schedule have made that hard. I get to go back on Friday. Perhaps the snow will be gone by then?
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The bad of snow has been our inability to really enjoy it this season. There sure has been plenty, but with a rotating illness and other reasons have kept us from fully engaging in the season that saw some pretty big snows. Nothing matched two years ago, but there is still snow on the ground. Monday, however, I decided to get out with my son while my daughter was in school. We stopped by a few stores to see if there were snow boots on sale. Struck out at the two first ones, but a fancy footwear shop had some very reasonably priced end-of-season selections. After dropping the boots off at the car, I romped in the snow with my son. We made a snowman and threw snowballs. The snow was a little too wet to make angels without full snow gear on. As we sat on a park bench some distance away from our creation, a woman waked her dog up to the snowman, and the dog promptly lifted its leg to captive audience.
Water turning from crystals to liquid, it is an amazing action. What took up more space is now smaller, and when it re-freezes over night, it takes on yet another form. Unfortunately, this wonder is tempered with worry about flooding basements and unintentional ice skating experiences. Both my children like firm footing, so the ice on the ground in the morning is not something they relish, but the wonder of this snowfall is still very present and changing for them.
I could post pictures of a white-blanketed landscape that undulates with curves where once there were well-defined edges, but that was not what we did on this first of at least two snow days. Although there would not have been school on Saturday, it will still be a snow day because other plans have been snowed out, and there will just be a lot of snow around.
Friday could more easily be described as Carb Day. We baked bread and made pancakes. We even invited our downstairs neighbors up for a pancake dinner. It was lovely to share a meal with them, and it also helped to distract the usual craziness of dinnertime. During bath, I scooped some snow off the windowsills and plopped it in the bath for the kids. This was our snow contact for the day. We did spend hours watching the plows and snow clearing efforts that will be invisible by tomorrow morning.
It seems my kids always want to wear the most inappropriate footwear for any occasion. Flip-flops for soccer practice, rain boots on sunny days, and winter boots all of the time. Finally, the snow has arrived and it is cold. The winter boots are the footwear that goes with the occasion. I put the boots on my son and headed over to Home Depot to get new cartridges for our under-sink water filter. The errand was a complete bust in terms of getting the replacement parts and the battery to power the sensor for the next time replacement is needed. In terms of boot enjoyment, the exclamations of, “Boots,” emanating from the back seat proved that it was an unqualified success.
On Saturday, my wife went to a conference in the morning, so I decided to take the kids to the aquarium while she was out of the house. We dropped Mommy off at the train station because our local stops are being served by a shuttle bus these weekends. After parking the car, we walked a few blocks in the newly fallen and still falling snow. Harvard Square has one of the new elevators, and getting into the T is much easier there, now.
We transferred to the Orange Line at Downtown Crossing and took that train to the Haymarket stop where we came upon the Saturday market. I was amazed at the prices–bunches of asparagus for a buck, pineapples also for a buck, salmon fillets for $3 a pound. The veggies looked good. We’ll have to go back with some cash.
We then visited the aquarium which is under renovation. The main tank is blocked off and empty, and its inhabitants are swimming around in the penguin pens while the penguins are off elsewhere. We stopped at every single small tank display.
On the way home, we walked through the market again, took two trains, and watched the increasingly hard falling snow.
My son slept for three hours in the afternoon!
What! That wasn’t in the forecast!
Wednesday morning, I saw a 90% chance of rain and temperatures in the thirties. Wednesday afternoon, however, the rain turned to snow and put a charge in the excitement of the students at my school and of my children when I arrived home. The first snow of winter is usually a magical thing, and it is for my children. I can’t help but think of the millions without power right now, but that doesn’t stop me from enjoying the joy and excitement in my children’s faces as they looked out the window at those magical flakes. My daughter can’t wait to get out and shovel it with her little snow shovel.