December 7, 2008
Four Seasons
It’s Winter here in Wisconsin, despite what the calendar says. December 21st may be the official first day, but we’ve got snow and cold and wind, and temperatures in the almost negative degrees.
Gone are the Fall days of sweaters and turning leaves. Instead we don hats, mittens, boots and heavy coats. The days are short, the nights are long, and I am stir crazy. Already I’m dreaming of Spring, glorious Spring! Visions of budded branches and tulips are dancing in my head.
Little Dawson is losing his mind, too. He desperately wants to play outside. If the conditions were fair, and not so frigid, I’d let him.
Yesterday morning he asked me, “Mumma, ‘member when it was sunny and hot and I could go swimming?”
“Yes, buddy, I remember those days.”
“I miss sunny time, Mumma.” he said sadly. “I miss swimming.”
Later in the day we took a trip to the store to buy a sled. If we’re cooped up in the house too long we’ll be at each other’s throats. I can only handle so many episodes of the Nick, Jr. line-up. When we pulled into the driveway after buying a neon orange sled, Dawson noticed our swing set was covered in snow.
“Oh, Mumma! The red swings are all full of snow. I want the sun to melt it.”
It nearly broke my heart. Dawson loves to swing. It was just two weeks ago that we took a walk with Murphy to the Little Plover River park. I pushed Dawson on the swing, he went down the slide a few times and climbed the monkey bars. There wasn’t any snow on the ground then. Now the ground is covered with it.
I loved snow as a kid. Making snowmen, snow angels and snowballs were my favorite winter activities. One time my brothers, sister and I made a fort in the front yard. Good times.
In high school I hated snow (probably because my dad made me shovel). I hated it for a long time. Or maybe I just hate cold weather.
Now, as a mother, I’m starting to love snow again. The first time it snowed a week ago, Dawson was so excited. He cheered with glee as he watched the snowflakes falling from our living room window.
Last night we went to the Pointer hockey game and on the way home it was snowing. As tired as my little boy was (he nearly fell asleep in the car), he still admired the fluffy white stuff.
“Mumma, it’s so pretty!” he said. “I love the snow!”
It really was beautiful to watch the snow and the expression on Dawson’s face. That all changed this morning when he couldn’t go outside to play.
This is the first year he really understands what snow is. He can’t wait to make “snow fings.” That’s what he calls snow angels. Seeing things through my son’s eyes is so amazing. He appreciates all the seasons and I’m starting to love winter again.
Tomorrow, we go sledding. More pictures will be taken. I don’t want to forget the fun time we’ll have in the magical snow.
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December 7th, 2008 at 12:11 PM, Judy in KY Says:
I know exactly how you feel about winter… look at my post last Friday.
Also, I hate Nick Jr. too. My nieces like to watch it… ugh!
December 7th, 2008 at 1:45 PM, The Redheaded Lefty Says:
Glad the snow is working out, because I was about to invite you two for a long weekend in January. Cabin fever is strong.
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December 7th, 2008 at 10:08 PM, Haley-O Says:
Everyone’s telling me to just “get outside, that it’s great, it’s snowing, just go outside and let the kids go wild in the snow, etc., etc., it’s the BEST.” And, I’m thinking, but it’s so COLD!!!
I bought myself some new boots today, though. So, you never know….
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