Today we woke up to this:
No this is not my house, but the local architecture is even more beautiful in the snow.
This is my driveway
Slowly we went from this
to this
(I know different bush... but I had my slippers on at this point and didn't want to get my feet wet!!)
So I dressed the boys (no school today)
and chucked them out...
the little angels...
Not.
I watched them from the window,
of course that was to encourage independent play... it had nothing to do with the blizzard like conditions and the mug of Assam tea with vanilla in my hand. Of course.
After a while my guilt inducing Catholic upbringing won over and we headed to the park.
Sigh.
For a sledging session.
Or so I thought.
Sitting down on sledges is sooooooo last year.
