It has been shockingly snowy these days. Even my Supper Strongbow Fortifyer doesnt seem to dull the gloom that I feel when I look outside most eves this week and see a snowly whiteout.
Not shockingly, however, the kids seem to take everything with the secret smile of childhood. its like they have no expectations that the world need behave in a certain way because of something as flippant as, say, the name of a month or a season. They take what is before them and create it into something worthwhile, and almost always-highly evolved and enjoyable.
As I was sewing up a frenzy again this week, the two offspring got busy playing.... Not deterred by being stuck indoors due to regular and frantic snow freakouts...here is what they did:
set up camp in the one available space...our only bathroom. Complete with a suitcase full of food, and of course, only a hop skip and jump from both "the river" and "the outhouse".
Ahhh, we grumpy grown ups have much to be taught in the realm of lemons and lemonaid.