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| Andre and toddler play in the Snow |
Everything slows down in the
winter, especially in a snow storm. This
winter between the “Polar Vortex” and the other storms that we have been having
things have screeched to a crawl.
In our
house like in many homes all over the East Coast we have been snow bound and
looking for ways to amuse ourselves.
Since I am already pregnant, you
don’t have to worry about our family contributing to the baby boom that will
most certainly ensue after these storms.
We got a head start…
Three Things To Do On a Snow Day
Here are some of the things we've been doing to amuse ourselves...
Television: Since we have a toddler and we’re
not involved in “indoor sports” we have been finding clean activities to
participate in. One of the things we
have been doing is watching “Nick Jr.” I
am fully aware that the American Pediatrics Association recommends that parents
limit the amount of television that children watch. However, I am convinced
that those folks don’t have children…
Music and Dancing: We have also been listening to
music. One of the things that my daughter likes to most in the world is dance.
And because she’s my daughter and doesn’t know any better she loves the “Grease”
soundtrack. Her favorite song to dance
to is “The Hand Jive”. There’s a part of
the song where they sing “higher, higher!” and it makes her go crazy!
Playing in the Snow: Playing in the snow is as
American as apple pie. Yesterday Andre promised the toddler that he would take
her outside to have a snowball fight and he did not disappoint her. Like a good
mommy, before they went outside I bundled her up. I dressed her in layers,
underwear, tights and socks, a t-shirt, turtle neck and other shirt. I followed
that up with snow pants, a jacket, gloves, a hat and a scarf. And because I am
my mother’s daughter, I slathered her face in Vaseline. Doing that gave me
flash backs of being a kid in Western New York.
The snow was high and the days were cold and I vowed to leave there when
I got old enough. How did I wind up in
Pittsburgh you ask? That is a tale for another blog post…
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