Winter Storm Part II

On Wednesday, Feb. 18 we woke up to about an inch or two of snow on top of all the ice from the previous day. Michael had to go back to work but he did come home at 2 p.m. because there were so many cancellations. The next day was forecast to have a high of 15, so while it was warm (20sish) we had to get out and enjoy the snow.

Throwing some very powdery snowballs.

Digging out frozen pine cones to throw down the hill.

Icy leaves. The ice wasn't going anywhere.

It started snowing heavily as we were playing! It was so pretty falling down.

Paul is thinking about tasting that icicle, I can tell. Ew.

By this point we were going a little stir crazy! Even if we had felt like braving the roads -- which were all salted and pretty safe, Michael had no problem getting to/from work -- our usual spots were all closed. The library, the children's museum, the kid's gym, all closed for the week. At least it was almost over! Or we thought it was.

On Saturday, Feb. 21we woke up to fresh powder on the ice. Later that day it began to rain, so much of the snow we got melted. Still, most of the ice remained. We got out to play in it before spending the rest of the day inside. Michael built an improved cave (did I mention the one he made last weekend?) with moving boxes (we have a hundred of these broken down and hiding behind all our furniture in prep for our next move) and sheets. It was a much safer cave (no risk of falling heavy books this time) although Sophie and Phoebe both got curious and each took attempts jumping onto the roof (sheet) of the cave, causing it to partially collapse with us inside.

We brought a carrot hoping to make a nice snowman, but the snow was very powdery and would not stick together.

Snowball fight

Trying to catch some snowflakes.

Close-up of Paul's awesome rain/snow boots.

You can se that below the snow was still a thick layer of ice.

Trekking around. I don't know where all the other kids that must live in this complex were. We hardly ever saw any playing and none Paul's age. And school was cancelled that whole week.

Icicles!

I mean, you guys, there was a lot of ice.

Sophie checking out the falling snow.

Inside view of the cave.

Phoebe approved of the cave, which stayed up until Sunday evening.

At this point, we were looking forward to a warm Sunday -- high of 43 -- and hoping to say goodbye to the ice for good. And really, the week ahead would be much, much better, even if we hadn't seen the last of the white stuff yet -- or even the most of it.